Thursday, July 11, 2024

Toldja So

 h/t zerohedge/Tyler Durden

















All the "nothing will happen" naysayers can now officially suck it.

For the Baby Ducks and wiseasses out there, I told you the [R] party has a long institutional memory. They didn't get to pull Edith Wilson in. They didn't expose Frank the Cripple. But after Watergate, you can damn sure betcha they're going after Biden's handlers tooth and claw.

As usual, it's not the petty crime at the beginning that's the problem, it's the coverup, which turns into conspiracy and obstruction.

This is a brushfire that's got plenty of dry kindling, and it's going to create its own winds.

The Stupid party may bauble it, they may bumble it, but they damned sure can smell the blood in the water. And if they work this right, it'll be nothing but the Joetato Dementia Show & White House Sh*tshow Coverup, from now until November, 16 hours a day.

Wednesday, July 10, 2024

But Wait! There's More!!

Murderous Leftist Shoots Self In Dick! Hilarity Follows!

Also 2 Job Losses, 1 Firing, and 1 Fleeing For His Life. Huzzah!




















But we're talking about Matt Croyle, who's probably been putting the "tard" in "Libtard" for pretty much his entire adult life.

What are we talking about?

"In the age of social media, a single post can alter lives in an instant. This was the harsh reality for Matt Croyle, a resident of Oil City, and until recently, the city's First Ward Constable.

Croyle's now-infamous X post on July 3rd has not only gone viral, but he says has also cost him his job, his civic role, and potentially his place in his hometown.

Dulce et decorum est. 

O frabjous day! Callou! Callay!

File this communist shit's whinging under Boo frickin' hoo.

The post, intended to express his fear of increasing political extremism and the potential for civil conflict, he says, was immediately met with backlash and went viral, amplified by influential figures on the platform.

Nice try, lying shitbags, but it was multiple posts, including hoping "some pissed-off left-wing whackadoodle" took pot shots at a former president and current presidential front-runner, while advocating the murder of every one of his supporters as necessary.

There was no "fear of increasing political extremism", Gavin Fish, you mendacious communist twatwaffle, your fellow bomb-thrower Croyle was throwing molotov cocktails onto the bonfire of political extremism, and only a lying sack of shit with the same belief system could characterize his delusional rants as anything but inflammatory incitement to murder on a nationwide scale. 

In the controversy's wake, Croyle posted an open letter to the community, attempting to clarify his intentions and address the fallout.

"I did not, and would not, advocate for the killing of, or threaten, anyone. Period." he wrote.

Yes, in fact, crocodile-teary Croyle did issue the above bald-faced lies, to no one's surprise, and convincing absolutely no one. He also advocated that people should commit mass murder on a antionwide scale over political beliefs, as most communist pig traitors do. Douchebadges gonna douchbadge, and Leftard lying mediaholes gonna be Leftard lying mediaholes. I'm surprised Fish could type this twaddle with his tongue so far up Croyle's asshole, but apparently he's flexible both morally and physically.

Croyle admitted he made a mistake when he made his post.











"That was a huge mistake on my part because I'm the least scary person in the world. I am not violent by any means. I don't want anything to do with violence. If that hypothetical situation that I was talking about were to ever happen, I would literally leave the country," he stated.

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight, says the Bullshit Artist caught with his social media pants around his ankles. He just wanted to let everyone else know that they should "kill their friends and family members who support Trump". But Mattie-poo had no intention of doing any such thing, because he's so fragile, and gentle, and peaceful. Matt Croyle is the kindest, bravest, warmest, most wonderful human being I've known in my life.

And totally full of nothing but shit, from the soles of his feet to the crown of his empty head.

And after (gasp!) Matt the Terrorist got caught expressing exactly the criminal terroristic threats he couldn't help but post, what happened?

Following the backlash, Croyle said he deleted his X and Facebook accounts and went into hiding to protect himself and his loved ones.

"It's just beyond my comprehension. My initial instinct was to protect myself and anybody else I care about. And that was the reasoning for disappearing online."

In short, Croyle admits he was too fucking stupid to know that hoping for a political assassination that would probably trigger open civil war, and openly calling for the outright murder of 80M-90M Americans was liable to get him punched in the mouth, or worse, especially while living in a town with a population of under 10,000 people, in a majority-Republican county. Until he suddenly figured it out, just about the time the local fuzz, the state police, and the Secret Service all came calling to talk about his fever dreams of assassination and mass murder, helpfully posted online for the whole world to see.

Croyle said his post, and the subsequent fallout, led to his resignation from his position as constable.

Yeah, criminal investigations of terrorist threats by badged and sworn officers of the state tend to have that kind of fallout.

"I did not want the county to have any kind of fallout, or backlash, about me being an elected official," he explained.

He also didn't want to face a grand jury over those statements, and pull three to five years in a PA or federal prison.

_____________________________________________________

FOR ENQUIRING MINDS:

BTW, in the so-called 2023 election Croyle allegedly "won", there were no candidates filed, and Croyle received exactly one (1) write-in vote - HIS OWN, presumably - (out of 15 such). I'm not making that up: see page 21 of Vanango County Election Reports for yourself. Kind of makes one wonder how Croyle was [s]elected, with a 12-way tie, do'n'it? 

















And why, praytell, nobody else wrote him in. No adult relatives?? No friends? He could have been the clear winner if he'd gotten just one more legal vote. Anyone else smell fish here? 

Somebody want to call Hannity? Glenn Beck? Just wondering...

______________________________________________________

His desire to protect the integrity of elections had driven him to run for constable, he said, rather than a desire to work in law enforcement.

He said he also lost his job at a local non-profit.

All together now: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwww, what a terrible shame!" You psychotic piece of shit. Hopefully you have to flee to worker's paradises like Cuba or Venezuela for the rest of your miserable life, too, and get the shit kicked out of you there, for good measure.

And save your gas, Matt: we've seen what Democommunists think are "free and fair" elections in PA. 









Were you going to bring your own Black Panther thugs to the polling stations, or do they provide them for you when you call? And will you be able to sell the posterboard and plywood you had stockpiled for those 3AM vote counts behind blacked out windows, 










or is that going to be a sunk cost you can't recover? Maybe you can sell them to Pantifa, to use as shields and signs at their next riot.

So Criminal Croyle is now no longer even a Keystone Kop Konstable, one step ahead of the criminal indictments, and also fired from some other leftist non-profit that doesn't want any of the heat - or crazy - Matt brings wherever he walks now. And he's in hiding(!). Sounds like he got off lightly.

This couldn't have happened to a more deserving Leftard murderous piece of shit. And his caterwauling and pants-pissing self-pity party about gravity working is going to have us laughing all the way to end of the year.

Word to your mother, Matt: You live in a 58% [R]epublican county. The kind of PA county that produced guys like the ones we saw in The Deer Hunter. So you'd best be looking over your shoulder pretty much every day until you die. You took the mask off, asshole. We know what you're about. Maybe some perfectly sensible, clever, rational, right-wing Everyday Joe may decide PA doesn't need your kind anymore.

Perhaps you'd best look into a plane ticket to Havana. I don't think you have much future in Oil City any more. And it only took you telling the truth about your hopes and dreams, and seven days in America, to get us there.

How great is that, America!

This blog takes great pleasure (when the laughter dies down) in presenting Matt Croyle, formerly of Oil City PA the well-deserved award of the FAFO Medal, for incredible stupidity and mendacity in public. We give you sincere congratulations on your first award, Matt, and express our heartfelt desire that you earn a second award very soon, hopefully with a gold star denoting posthumous recognition.























We're extremely happy about any part we played in exposing you and bringing about your current situation, and only wish we could've done more. Because you richly deserve everything you've gotten, and everything that follows, plus oh so much more.

Oh, and Moldylocks says "Hi."

















We leave shitbag Croyle and the online jackhole giving him the linked and quoted oh-so-sad ceremonial tongue bath with but one more happy thought as consolation for all the violence they keep wistfully and witlessly egging on, as if they're somehow both invisible and bulletproof:

Leftards: You're not going to get what you like,
and you're not going to like what you get.


Tuesday, July 9, 2024

I Say Stick A Fork In Him, But...

Bummer For All Y'All

If you thought Sen. Kneepads as veep was bad, wait'll you get a pantload of this @$$clown (Pelosi's nephew, FTW!)

He's currently polling as less popular than Emperor Poopypants, lawyers, and syphilis  hereabouts, when last we checked. We're only about $50B in debt now.

When you take back Nancy Pelosi, Barbara Boxer, 3/4 of loudmouth Hollyweird, 10M of your toothless, banjo-playing kinfolk, and ship back 15M illegal aliens nested here, we can talk about not palming him off on everyone else.

Until then, you have this coming to you. Not so funny now, is it? Well, except locally.
Gardez l'eau!

Monday, July 8, 2024

Phrases To Avoid for $1000, Alex

When you have the IQ of a potted plant, and any day your own cabinet is likely to throw a net over you and have you hauled off to the rubber room, the one phrase you should probably avoid is "firmly committed".

Deja Vu All Over Again


Sunday, July 7, 2024

And the Drumbeat Goes On

 


According to on-air statements today, Rep. Anna Luna will introduce - with the full support of House Speaker Johnson -- a motion to hold AG Merrit Garland in "inherent contempt", for refusing to turn over the video recordings of Biden's deposition that led to the DoJ declining to prosecute him on grounds of mental incapacity.

Garland's arrest is off the table, but a finding of "inherent contempt" would make Garland, himself, personally liable to a daily fine of $10,000 for every day he refuses to turn over those recordings, or force him to resign, before he's bankrupted.

And this @$$clown covering for Mr. Fraudulent is the guy Hopey Dopey wanted to put on SCOTUS.

Anyone conspiring with Garland, instructing him, or pressuring him, to continue in that contempt, including POTUS, would open themselves up to federal criminal conspiracy charges, and invoke articles of impeachment and/or referral for federal prosecution afterwards, and the statute of limitations on such prosecution is five years, and the clock doesn't start ticking until the last overt act, which could be all the way to next January 20th.

In the clip above from several weeks ago, Luna noted any such finding had to be carried out under the Congress during which the contempt finding was found. That means the timeline for passing this is the term of the current Congress.

Garland's looking at over a million dollars in personal fines if he holds out until the election.

And it's not even Monday yet.

Hakeem Jeffries is holding a virtual meeting today, and the presumptive topic is how many members of Congress are ready to throw Dopey Joe under the bus, and end the current debacle before things get any worse for every Democrat running for re-election, including every member of Congress, and a number of senators.

Historical Note for the Baby Ducks: Nixon hung around during Watergate even after they had him on audiotape agreeing to obstruct justice. The House had already voted two (of three) articles of impeachment against him, when a small group of Republican long-time loyalists in Congress, including Sen. Barry Goldwater, told Nixon point blank, he was going to be impeached on the third article, and the Senate would convict him and remove him from office.

He addressed the nation the next night, and announced his resignation from the presidency effective at noon the following day.

Garland keeps withholding those recordings, and this becomes Watergate 2.0. And this Congress isn't going to come at him with knives. They'll be packing machetes.

Even money the Cabinet removes Biden by the end of the month (even with the back and forth required by Article XXV, and the Congress needing to find the Cabinet's removal justified). The whole thing would play out in as little as three days, tops.

Sunday Music: Ray Of Light

 


Madonna didn't get to the top of the charts by doing trash, and this was her 37th Top 40 hit, and her career highest-debuting single, opening at #5 on the Hot 100, and hitting #1 on the Dance chart, as the title track of her 7th studio album, from 1998. 

Saturday, July 6, 2024

Everyone's Favorite Pissed-Off Far-Left Whackadoodle



















My, my, my. Matt Croyle's hole just keeps getting deeper.

Seems like Mattie-poo was going completely off the rails long before he managed to make PA law enforcement's Greatest Twits List.

Here we have uncovered three more gems he thought he erased:








Pardon me for noting that this is exactly the type of batshit crazy paranoid delusional psychotic ranting we usually discover from certain nutjobs 12-24 hours after they start capping schoolkids, or a theater full of people watching a movie.

It appears, far from taking Matt The Whackadoodle Constable out of context, everyone online was simply seeing what couldn't be unseen:

Matt Croyle is a psychotic lunatic.

This snowflake's deranged lunacy may be the kind of thing that makes a psychiatrist's entire career.

I don't think Matt's ever going to be able to put all this toothpaste back in the tube. But he may have a lot of free time on his hands to try.



The Current Lie

 

And The Hits Just Keep On Coming

 

Add Rep. Ronny Jackson MD, former White House physician to both Obozo and Trump, to the list of congressweasels demanding an investigation into Biden's actual mental capacity, and answers to the years-long question of WhoTF Has Been Running The Country? since 2020.

Jackson, with street cred on the topic that cannot be argued with, points out that Biden has been cognitively impaired since before the 2020 election.

Can it get worse for the Dems?

Just a wee bit.

Sen. Kneepads has been at the forefront of those claiming "There's nothing wrong with Biden, he's sharp as a tack". And GOP senators and congressmen are pointing that complicity in what's turning into the monstrous cover-up we've all been alleging is going to have serious political consequences. Starting with congressional oversight investigations.

Picture CSPAN hearings running 24 hours/day, kids, from now until New Years'. Even the neutered housecats of the GOPe smell blood in the water, and political hay to be made.

This turdball the Dems have made is going to roll until it runs Biden's candidacy over. And their games since 2019 may bite the whole party in the ass this summer and fall.

Regardless of what the Dems and Emperor Poopypants claim publicly, they're all crapping their pants daily, and everybody's worried what happens next.

Friday, July 5, 2024

Everyone's Favorite Pissed-Off Far-Left Whackadoodle

Hint: posting stupid shit on "X" makes it fair game for mockery.











1) There was a statement on X from Matt Croyle via his own Oil Valley Film Festival on his supposed  doxxing. Which is what happens when you jump up and down on live land mines.

(Nota bene: He wasn't doxxed. Posting wild criminal shit from your own name and having it land right in your own ass isn't "doxxing" you, it's flagging you. Nobody posted his home address. They just tied a tin can to his tail, and called the local,  state, and federal  authorities.)

So I guess Crazy Mattie didn't realize that the "Follow" tab could be clicked by real cops.

But that account, any personal account, and the reply are gone, as if they never existed. Pisser, Mattie-poo.

But the internet is forever - just like death threats against a former and future POTUS, and all his supporters - so someone on X saved it: allegedly Croyle's self-serving gaslight reply

As the person said at the site where I found the capture:

"Oops, his bad.

He didn't mean it.

He's the real victim here.

Blah blah blah.

We've seen this so many times, someone horrible says something horrible and then pretends it's not their fault for posting it because Trump bad.

Yawn.

When someone shows you who they really are, believe them."

Amen.

The replies he got to his Bart Simpsonesque "I-didn't-do-it" reply were great:





















That about covers that.



From the Tamaqua Valley Forum Facebook:

2) "Federal and State law enforcement opens investigation after Pennsylvania State Constable Matt Croyle, Oil City Ward 1, Venango County"

Marked Private on Facecrack, but Google finds the summary just fine. Sounds like somebody's about to have a terrible, not good, very bad month. Boo frickin' hoo.


3) Our humble effort, somewhat late to the game, didn't even make the first two pages of Croyle's comeuppance only this week, but we hope a few more phone calls and e-mails to the appropriate agencies it generated helps "Constable" Croyle fully appreciate the position he's put himself in.

It couldn't happen to a more deserving whackadoodle communist pig.

Further updates may follow, as they become known.

Right back at ya, commie bitch. EVERYONE has your number now.
Maybe do society a favor, and go suck-start your pistol.


The Five Stages
































"Always remember, in major life-changing grief events, the stages are not necessarily in any order, and may be cycled through randomly, even within a single day."

Day Seven: WhoTF Is Running The Country?!?


This issue isn't going away. And Biden isn't going to hang on. 

The drums just get louder and louder, and the three days up the holiday did nothing to assuage that.

And if the Congress doesn't start getting answers, we're looking at 24/7/365 televised hearings, subpoenas, indictments, impeachments, and referrals for prosecution. And as indicated, they'll be starting with the AG, the head of the FBI, and other Cabinet members.

This is heading to a point where either federal Marshals start doing raids and kicking in office doors, or troops start surrounding D.C.

All that's left now is for someone to fly over the White House and spell out "Surrender, Poopypants".


Bonus: VDH interview from before the debate.



Thursday, July 4, 2024

Good News From The DNC

 h/t Babylon Bee




Goose, Meet Sauce

Many of you have seen this douchebadge online recently:

Captured widely before he deleted it.










Seems Matt thinks the internet works only one way. Pisser.

So I had a little look around. !!!

Linkie

Meet Matt Croyle. He is an elected official in Pennsylvania. Even worse, he’s a state constable. After being exposed for posting threatening messages about Trump supporters, he deleted his X account. I went to his Facebook, where he’s still active, & found a post where he wished an assassination attempt against Trump. I did some more digging & it appears he’s a fan of democrat Governor Shapiro, too. Spoke with the Pennsylvania Constable office & the Oil City Police Department, as well as sent an email w/ the threatening messages. Perhaps, he deserves a Secret Service visit, too. It would be a shame if this went viral.

Yes, that's all correct. it turns out that Matthew J. Croyle, 47, of Oil City PA was elected to a 6-year term as a state constable, from Ward 1 in Oil City, PA, last December 27. Which is a badged-and-sworn LEO elected job with some rather oddball quasi-police duties in PA. 









Bonus factoid: Once you explore PA constables, now you know where the Keystone Kops comedy trope idea came from.

Linkie

But wait! there's more!

Show me the man, and I'll show you the crime.








I'm sure this is just the sort of thing local, state, and federal officials, not to mention all the local and regional papers, would like to know about Mr. Croyle, and just the sort of behavior they and the citizenry encourage in elected state officials.

I think it's also pretty clear who the pissed-off far-left whackadoodle is in this episode.

For the reader's reference:

PA Criminal Code §2706: Terroristic threats

FYI:

State Of Pennsylvania

Pennsylvania Attorney General's Office

16th floor, Strawberry Square

Harrisburg, PA 17120

Main Office number: (717) 787-3391

PA AG contact website

BTW, tomorrow is a work day for them.

Venango County PA

Shawn White

District Attorney

P.O. Box 831

Franklin, PA 16323

(814) 432-9598

D.A. website

Oil City PA

Chief of Police David Ragon OCPD main number (814) 678-3080

They even have a "Report a Crime" button on their website.

City Manager Mark G. Schroyer, the Mayor, and the City Council might also like a heads-up re: "Constable" Croyle.

Mgr. Schroyer can be contacted at (814) 678-3012.

He has a web page as well.


Just a wild hunch, but I'm sure the local, county, and state officials in that part of Pennsylvania (Venango County, PA: 58% Republican) would loooooove to read all about what an unhinged lunatic the folks of Oil City have elected as a State Constable, and what sort of nutjobbery he's been up to online this week.

That's before any reports to the Secret Service. Right?

I'm sure those folks will fall about the place laughing, knowing that a badged and sworn PA state LEO thinks whackadoodles taking potshots at former presidents and current presidential candidates is amusing. Because they're so well-known for their love of that kind of knee-slapping hijinks.

United States Secret Service contact website

Be a good citizen.

They might think it's a good idea to have a sit-down convo with Mr. Croyle every time President Trump drops into the Keystone State between now and November. It's a battleground state, so Mr. Croyle may become an awfully popular fellow for the feds to have chats with this summer and fall.

BTW, the Wikipedia page for PA State Constables has a lengthy list of the recent former ones thrown out of office for various crimes and misdeeds. Imagine that.

There may be good cause for a Red Flag order too. Croyle sounds a wee bit unhinged. Stranger things have happened.

Feel free to contact the local newspapers and TV stations in nearby Pittsburgh:

CBS

NBC

ABC

There's also the ABC affiliate in Erie, PA.

Maybe Friday is a slow news day for some of them.

Let's hope Mr. Croyle enjoys his covfefe as much as his coffee, and has an interesting month or two.


BTW, if you imagine me struggling to stay upright in my chair as I typed this, while convulsing in laughter, you wouldn't be too far off the mark.

Saying the Quiet Part Out Loud

h/t JW


Cheer Up, Leftards

Just A Reminder

 h/t Irish

I believe that's what they call a Georgia technical.


Happy Fourth Of July!









IN CONGRESS, JULY 4, 1776 

The unanimous Declaration of the thirteen united States of 

America 


WHEN in the Course of human events, it becomes necessary

for one people to dissolve the political bands which have

connected them with another, and to assume among the powers

of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of

Nature and of Nature’s God entitle them, a decent respect to the

opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes

which impel them to the separation. 

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created

equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain

unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the

pursuit of Happiness. That to secure these rights, Governments

are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the 

consent of the governed,—That whenever any Form of 

Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of

the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government,

laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers

in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety

and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments

long established should not be changed for light and transient 

causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn, that mankind

are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right

themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed.

But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably

the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute 

Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such 

Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security.—

Such has been the patient sufferance of these Colonies; and such is

now the necessity which constrains them to alter their former 

Systems of Government. The history of the present King of Great 

Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having

in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these

States. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to a candid world. 


He has refused his Assent to Laws, the most wholesome and necessary

for the public good. 

He has forbidden his Governors to pass Laws of immediate and 

pressing importance, unless suspended in their operation till his

Assent should be obtained; and when so suspended, he has utterly

neglected to attend to them. 

He has refused to pass other Laws for the accommodation of large

districts of people, unless those people would relinquish the right of

Representation in the Legislature, a right inestimable to them and

formidable to tyrants only. 

He has called together legislative bodies at places unusual, 

uncomfortable, and distance from the depository of their public

Records, for the sole purpose of fatiguing them into compliance

with his measures. 

He has dissolved Representative Houses repeatedly, for opposing

with manly firmness his invasions on the rights of the people. 

He has refused for a long time, after such dissolutions, to cause

others to be elected; whereby the Legislative powers, incapable

of Annihilation, have returned to the People at large for their 

exercise; the State remaining in the mean time exposed to all the

dangers of invasion from without, and convulsions within. 

He has endeavoured to prevent the population of these States; for

that purpose obstructing the Laws for Naturalization of Foreigners;

refusing to pass others to encourage their migrations hither, and

raising the conditions of new Appropriations of Lands. 

He has obstructed the Administration of Justice, by refusing his

Assent to Laws for establishing Judiciary powers. 

He has made Judges dependent on his Will alone, for the tenure

of their offices, and the amount and payment of their salaries. 

He has erected a multitude of New Offices, and sent hither swarms

of Officers to harass our people, and eat out their substance. 

He has kept among us, in times of peace, Standing Armies without

the Consent of our legislatures. 

He has affected to render the Military independent of and superior to

the Civil power. 

He has combined with others to subject us to a jurisdiction foreign

to our constitution, and unacknowledged by our laws; giving his

Assent to their acts of pretended Legislation: 

 For quartering large bodies of armed troops among us: 

 For protecting them, by a mock Trial, from punishment for any

 Murders which they should commit on the Inhabitants of these

 States: 

 For cutting off our Trade with all parts of the world: 

 For imposing Taxes on us without our Consent: 

 For depriving us in many cases, of the benefits of Trial by Jury: 

 For transporting us beyond Seas to be tried for pretended offenses: 

 For abolishing the free System of English Laws in a neighbouring 

 Province, establishing therein an Arbitrary government, and

 enlarging its Boundaries so as to render it at once an example and

 fit instrument for introducing the same absolute rule into these

 Colonies: 

 For taking away our Charters, abolishing our most valuable Laws,

 and altering fundamentally the Forms of our Governments: 

 For suspending our own Legislatures, and declaring themselves

 invested with power to legislate for us in all cases whatsoever. 

He has abdicated Government here, by declaring us out of his

Protection and waging War against us. 

He has plundered our seas, ravaged our Coasts, burnt our towns, and

destroyed the lives of our people. 

He is at this time transporting large Armies of foreign Mercenaries to

compleat the works of death, desolation and tyranny, already begun

with circumstances of Cruelty & perfidy scarcely paralleled in the

most barbarous ages, and totally unworthy the Head of a civilized

nation.

He has constrained our fellow Citizens taken Captive on the high Seas

to bear Arms against their Country, to become the executioners of

their friends and Brethren, or to fall themselves by their Hands. 

He has excited domestic insurrections amongst us, and has

endeavoured to bring on the inhabitants of our frontiers, the

merciless Indian Savages, whose known rule of warfare, is an

undistinguished destruction of all ages, sexes and conditions. 


In every stage of these Oppressions We have Petitioned for Redress in

the most humble terms: Our repeated Petitions have been answered

only by repeated injury. A Prince, whose character is thus marked by

every act which may define a Tyrant, is unfit to be the ruler of a free

people.

Nor have We been wanting in attentions to our British brethren. We

have warned them from time to time of attempts by their legislature

to extend an unwarrantable jurisdiction over us. We have reminded

them of the circumstances of our emigration and settlement here. 

We have appealed to their native justice and magnanimity, and we

have conjured them by the ties of our common kindred to disavow

these usurpations, which, would inevitably interrupt our connections

and correspondence. They too have been deaf to the voice of justice

and of consanguinity. 


We must, therefore, acquiesce in the necessity, which denounces our

Separation, and hold them, as we hold the rest of mankind, 

Enemies in War, in Peace Friends. 


WE, THEREFORE, the Representatives of the UNITED STATES

OF AMERICA, in General Congress, Assembled, appealing to the

Supreme Judge of the world for the rectitude of our intentions, do, 

in the Name, and by Authority of the good People of these Colonies,

solemnly publish and declare, That these United Colonies are, and of

Right ought to be FREE AND INDEPENDENT STATES; that they are

Absolved from all Allegiance to the British Crown, and that all

political connection between them and the State of Great Britain, is

and ought to be totally dissolved; and that as Free and Independent

States, they have full Power to levy War, conclude Peace, contract

Alliances, establish Commerce, and to do all other Acts and Things

which Independent States may of right do. 

And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the

protection of divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other

 our Lives, our Fortunes and our sacred Honor.


                                          JOHN HANCOCK  

JOSIAH BARTLETT      MATTHEW THORNTON   WM. WHIPPLE  

SAML. ADAMS      ROBT. TREAT PAINE 

JOHN ADAMS      ELBRIDGE GERRY          STEP. HOPKINS 

WILLIAM ELLERY      ROGER SHERMAN      WM. WILLIAMS 

SAM’EL HUNTINGTON      OLIVER WOLCOTT      WM. FLOYD 

FRANS. LEWIS      PHIL. LIVINGSTON      LEWIS MORRIS

RICHD. STOCKTON      JOHN HART      JNO. WITHERSPOON 

ABRA. CLARK    FRAS. HOPKINSON    ROBT. MORRIS 

JAS. SMITH      BENJAMIN RUSH      GEO. TAYLOR 

BENJA. FRANKLIN     JAMES WILSON      JOHN MORTON 

GEO. ROSS     GEO. CLYMER      CAESAR RODNEY 

THO. M’KEAN    GEO. READ      SAMUEL CHASE 

CHARLES CARROLL    WM. PACA      THOS. STONE 

GEORGE WYTHE      THOS. NELSON, jr.    

RICHARD HENRY LEE    FRANCIS LIGHTFOOT  LEE   

TH. JEFFERSON   BENJA. HARRISON  CARTER BRAXTON 

WM. HOOPER      JOHN PENN    JOSEPH HEWES  

THOS. HEYWARD Junr.     THOMAS LYNCH Junr.      

ARTHUR MIDDLETON      EDWARD RUTLEDGE    

BUTTON GWINNETT    GEO. WALTON 

LYMAN HALL

Wednesday, July 3, 2024

Biden's Poll Numbers Now In Freefall

h/t Common Cents blog

ABCNNBCBS have decoupled themselves from Poopypants, and are (slowly) announcing they won't follow him over the cliff. Because they've got their wetted fingers in the air, and they can see the flags are all blowing the other way now.

This is what happens when the media sees the end game, stops carrying your water, and will no longer sell your delusional brand. Because they know Joe Average has eyeballs, and 200M people have seen with their own eyes that the Emperor has no clothes.

Ignore the "He's not going anywhere" B.S. That's just whistling past the graveyard.

Biden's got one foot on a skateboard, and the other on a banana peel, and he's standing on a 3" wide ledge, 200' up a cliff. And every reporter knows it, no matter what the idiots at the White House say.

Trump could bang Stormy Daniels live on stage at the next debate, and Joe's chances still wouldn't recover.

NYT/WSJ/CNN all have Trump leading by 6 points over Poopypants, and the collective Leftard-o-sphere is shitting their pants just like Joe. They all know what happens to the last 4 years of hokum and criminality literally the minute Bad Orange Man gets sworn in next January.

The fall is going to be epic. If the state-by-state numbers hold, this could turn into one of the biggest electoral smackdowns in American history. It couldn't happen to a more deserving Fraudulent Selectee. Stolen elections have consequences.

FedEx-Kinko's doesn't have enough copy machines to print the ballots to save Poopypants' bacon this time, and if they try ballots, they may very well get bullets in reply this time.

Win-win.

The tell will be when Cabinet-level and other senior administration officials decide to "retire to spend more time with the family" in order to distance themselves from this regime, and position themselves for those Sunday morning talking heads honorariums and boards of directors slots. Before the subpoenas and indictments start flying.

Flick Pick: Ministry Of Ungentlemanly Warfare


 













I skipped this one at the theater, because I assumed someone had found the Giles Milton book of the same name (which title we have appropriated for similar lessons on this blog).














Which is fascinating non-fiction reading, based on Churchill's private wartime files, only declassified a few years ago. I skipped the movie named after it because I was afraid someone had Ingloriously Bastardized some cracking good WW2 exploits of the SOE and SAS, and gone all Hollywoketarded on it.

Nope.

In fact, author Damien Lewis wrote his own book with the same title as Milton's.














And Lewis was on board as one of the co-executive producers of the flick.

The Milton book (which you absolutely ought to read) is a literal almanac of Who Was Who among the British throat-slitters in WW2. Which would take 27 movies to cover. We haven't read Lewis' version, but after seeing the movie, we want a copy as soon as we can get one.

This flick, OTOH, is only about one such operation: Operation Postmaster, which was an illegal, unauthorized, and unsanctioned mission nonetheless ordered by Churchill to destroy the Italian freighter and tugboats resupplying the Nazi U-boat menace that was strangling Britain at the beginning of the war.

Yes, it's been fiddled with a tad for cinematic purposes. But it is, indeed, "based on a true story". If you've seen Euan Lloyd's The Sea Wolves, you'll have a taste for this kind of movie. (If you haven't seen that one, that makes two flicks you need to put in your to-watch queue.)

Forget that part. It's a rollicking fun-as-hell action flick even if it was sheer fantasy. To prove the point, (Spoiler Alert) the real-life versions of the cast members are shown at the end of the flick, to illustrate the sort of insane derring-do they pulled off from 1940-1945.

Apparently, for the pic, they found an empty harbor in Turkey which they could build as the double for the real location, and then blow to hell to make the film. They nailed both parts.

This was in theaters only in April, and again, because it doesn't suck up much to Hollyweird's DEI and woketarded shibboleths, it slipped in and out of theaters without so much as a ripple. Underpromoting it for those reasons, it cost $60M (probably double that), while bringing in only $26M in release(which the studio only gets half of), so financially, it was a theatrical flop, losing about $100M.

Their loss is your gain. I found it at Big Box store, which means it's streaming and Netflixing and all that other jazz, for a song.

Our rating: ★ ★ ★ ★ This movie kicks ass.

We only hope this things gains new life in home release, allowing director Guy Ritchie and Producer Jerry Bruckheimer to team up to make the next five or ten installments of this story.

2042 HRS EDT 6/27/2024: Biden's Arrival


PSA

I've seen way too many of these. Don't be This Guy.

Tuesday, July 2, 2024

Food Storage and Food Poisoning Redux

This topic, first posted here in 2021, recently came up again (no pun intended) on another blog, so we re-present it, for the newbs:


Prepmeister sensei Commander Zero relates a recent experience (or rather, refusal to experience same) with a ten-years-past-its-"Best By"-date can of chicken soup. You should RTWT.

And now you get this post, by way of follow-up, and piling on.

Historical background: Canning food in tin cans was the genius idea of Nicolas Appert, arrived at in pursuit of a Napoleonic prize, to invent rations that an emperor's army could tote to their campaigns throughout Europe, indefinitely, securely, and without having them all go bad. (Refutation #4,000,087 on the Hit Parade of answers to the historically retarded idiots who spout "War never solves anything.") Which spoilage happened to casks of salted beef and pork with a tedious regularity. Not just for soldiers, but for everyone. Starving soldiers won't fight, because, as the same emperor noted, "An army marches on its stomach". Not literally, of course, that would be silly. But this is why amateurs discuss tactics, and professionals discuss logistics. No beans, no battles. True for Napoleonic legions, true for Roman legions, true in Iraq and Afghanistan, and true for you and your little tribe, same-same.

The early processes have, obviously, changed over the years. How isn't as important as what it means for you, if you're deep-stocking to get you and yours through...Whatever Happens.

So first, a few pointers.

1) Canned foods have a "Best By" date. If this is news to you, you're already too far behind the curve to be in this class. Log off, and come back when you're caught up.

2) "Best By -" dates, exactly like most expiration dates on medicine, are a scam. Exactly like the iconic "Lather. Rinse. Repeat." They were placed there primarily for PR and marketing purposes, because printing "Please consume all of this, even waste some of it in overuse, and then rush back to the store and buy more of Our Stuff" was considered a bit too spot-on. Part of it is also CYA legal boilerplate, because some jackhole will put his canned goods in a corrugated tin shack in the sun in the tropics, paint the whole thing black, located below the water table in a  swamp, and then bitch to high heaven when all his stuff explodes, is rusted and rotted, and smells like a Kardashian's nether bits (we hear). And then sue the company for his own jackassery.

3) For people who understand the concept of "Store in a cool, dry place.", it's a handy guideline for optimum freshness, appearance, smell, taste, and nutritional value. Not to mention safety. It is not, however, the last word, and many products will be just fine long beyond those dates. Who determines what those actual dates are? By the following formula:

4) Caveat emptor. (Common Core grads: google it.)

5) Certain foods (tomatoes, citrus items) have shorter lifespans. Acid: it's a physics and chemistry thing.

6) Oxygen is not your friend. Neither is a lack of it for shoddy or improper canning. There are both aerobic and anaerobic bacteria. This is why bulging cans get tossed. Always. Your ancestors who didn't do that? They're probably not your ancestors, but in any case they usually died for ignoring that rule.














7) As we told you, they don't can foods presently the way it was done in 1970, 1940, or 1870.

The cans and lids are not tin anymore, they're steel and aluminum, lighter now than they were a few decades hence, and they frequently utilize a plastic membrane. See for yourself. 

(Someone with high-functioning Asperger's can share the exact chemical composition of the liner; IDGAF.) The point is, this is why it's unsafe, and untasty, to heat foods in those new-fangled plastic-lined cans, unlike we could do when I was growing up, and most TV came in both black, and white. Because to do so will either ruin the food, and/or expose you to a chemical stew that doesn't go well in your insides. The first aid for that, is to not be a jackass, by not doing it. Put it in a proper cooking container, and rock on.

(That's also why, before you make Hobo Stoves and such, you'd better burn or scrape out that liner, unless you enjoy the aroma of burnt plastic with your meals.)

8) If you open something that doesn't look right, smell right, or taste right, wave goodbye, and toss it. Problem solved. You have five senses for a reason: heed them.



But somebody was too stupid to do that? Now what?

A) Botulism.

Botulism is nasty stuff. Like your cat, somebody who gets a dose of this is either going to crawl under the porch and die, or not. All you're going to do for them is supportive care, and treating the symptoms, and hope for the best.

It's caused by spores, and the kind that remain viable despite sunlight, like anthrax spores, for centuries, and which are highly resistant to most forms of sterilization. The toxin the spores produce (which is the problem) can be inactivated by heating at 185 F. for 5 minutes. IOW, boiling or hotter. But the spores that made the toxin are still in the food. Hence, throw it out if there's any suspicion.

We quote:

Food-borne botulism: The classic form of botulism is caused by the ingestion of preformed toxin in contaminated food. Symptoms include double vision, drooping eyelids (ptosis), slurred speech, difficulty swallowing and muscle weakness that is symmetric and descends through the body (first shoulders are affected, then upper arms, lower arms, thighs, calves, etc.). Death is usually due to respiratory failure and may occur as soon as 24 hours after onset of symptoms.

"Supportive care" may include months of treatment, and multiple courses of appropriate antibiotics. IF you have those. 

Quoting again:Foodborne botulism: Within 1 hour of ingestion of suspected food, the recommended course of action is a gastric lavage, or enemas, and the administration of a cathartic (sorbitol). In some cases intravenous administration of AB or ABE botulinum antitoxin is required, and assisted ventilation if respiratory failure occurs. Treatment may be required for weeks or months.

FTR, you ain't got and aren't getting AB or ABE antitoxin, unless you're far more advanced than the scope of this essay. And you probably don't have any sorbitol either. So that means ingestion will almost certainly prove fatal. We repeat, any suspicion of toxin, throw the food out. This isn't something you risk under any circumstances (unless you're a moron).

B) Everything else.

Most (99.99999%, for a SWAG) "food poisoning" is no such thing. People who are poisoned get sick, and depending on the toxin administered, die. What you've probably got is simply gastroenteritis (GE).

GE is usually caused by spoiled food, and/or lousy sanitation/preparation/food handling.

In most cases, it's caused either by air or insect vectors depositing bacterium on your food (like leaving your aunt's potato salad uncovered on a fly-infested hot day at the family picnic or BBQ), or the cook/server failing to lave los manos before, during, and after preparing, cooking, or serving you your food, including on dirty dishes, or after visiting the porcelain thinking room. It can also be caused by poor water purification, unfamiliar pathogens, etc., but frequently this is the same route, just with a bad water supply in between someone's fecal, and your oral. It is, thus, usually a fecal-oral transmission pathway, meaning someone got their chocolate in your peanut butter. In short, you ate shit.

There are two general stages to GE.

In Stage I, you think you're going to die.

In Stage II, you're afraid you won't.

This is because your body, whether you consider it a miracle of creation, or evolution, has a brilliantly simple feedback loop for letting you know you have unauthorized houseguests in your digestive tract.



It launches all torpedoes, fore and aft, from both ends of your alimentary canal, to repel all boarders.

Repeatedly.

You will now spend at least the next 12-24 hours with one end, or the other, pointed at the porcelain thinking chair, as you pass from Stage I to Stage II. You may, at times, require a bucket, when both ends are actively offloading. In between, having a few crackers and some ginger ale or lemon-lime soda handy for tiny nibbles and sips may help keep you alive, in between laying on that oh-so-cool tile floor, because it feels so good.

If you can, by hook or crook, lay in a supply of Rx Zofran ODT, you should do so. (Usual caveats about allergies, medical conditions, etc. apply. I.e. : Don 't be stupid.) Zofran is one of the currently best anti-vomiting/nausea meds available, Rx only, and ODT means "orally dissolving tablet" meaning if you can but shove the tiny tab under your parched tongue, and let it dissolve there, it will automagically absorb sublingually, to curb the load-launch-fire sequence from your forward torpedo hatch. By not having to swallow it, you can't barf it out before it kicks in.

For your other end, there's Immodium. Read and follow all label directions; it's an OTC. It's function is to turn your aft torpedo tube load-launch-fire circuit into rush hour traffic on the 405 freeway; i.e. total standstill. Use per directions until respite is achieved, then re-hydrate. You should have stocks of this laid in by, you should pardon the pun, the metric buttload. It should travel with you any and everywhere, when you travel away from home. Period.

Vomiting and diarrhea isn't serious for a few hours, until it is. It both dehydrates you, and jacks up your body's electrolytes, and if you have other conditions, you can't take your meds nor process them, so cardiac conditions, high blood pressure, diabetes, thyroid problems, and all sorts of other complications can take this from bad to worse if untreated.

In extreme cases (dysentery, cholera, etc.) you will literally crap your guts out.

Thus fulfilling the second half of "eat shit and die". It's actually a thing.

If you have the ability to properly administer intravenous (IV) fluids, do so. It bypasses the alimentary canal, and can rehydrate someone rapidly and effectively, if you know what you're doing, and can do so correctly. Bone up extensively; this is not a skill or therapy to attempt on the fly, in the moment. You can exacerbate a number of life-threatening conditions if you overdo it without knowing WTF you're about, and you can cause infection and death in a host of ways if you attempt it half-assed. Killing your patient with CHF or hepatitis instead of dehydration is a poor way to say you care, and a waste of resources if you don't know what you're up to. I cannot stress this enough for the untrained. If you don't KNOW WTF you're doing, leave this for those who do. 

But if you have Zofran and immodium, and a bare minimum of common sense, you can begin cautious hydration and nutrition.

Start simple: clear liquids. Clear means CLEAR. Water. Juice. Gatorade. Clear soups. Jello. Avoid all alcohols and caffeine-containing drinks; they're diuretics, and they'll only further dehydrate your patient. If you can't see through it, it isn't clear. Clear?

Then soft foods, easily tolerated. Parents should know this as the BRAT diet: Bananas, Rice, Applesauce, Toast.

Then regular foods. As tolerated.

If symptoms return, or any level is not tolerated, return to the previous level, and advance as able.

And nobody who's nauseous gets ANYTHING else to eat or drink. EVER.

You feed or water that person, and you're just loading the catapult for the next launch, and you're the one who's going to get a faceful. Don't Do It! 

A couple, by which I mean TWO, pieces of small crushed ice, to wet the mouth that's bone-dry, won't matter. A bowlful of ice and a spoon, however, is asking for trouble.

Throughout the process: 

Monitor vital signs. Pulses should be below 100/min, or they're still dehydrated. Check temperature, to make sure there isn't a fever, and hence this is infection/viral, not GE.

Hydration, elimination, nutrition, in that order.

How much fluid are they taking in?

How much have they put out as pee? (and vomit?)

Bowel movements: watery, runny, loose, solid? How many? How frequent?

And then, nutrition? Diet, and toleration, then quantity, and back to output.

If they don't have a normal pulse, no fever (101F. or greater) and they aren't peeing clear and copious urine, they're not done yet.

GE comes on fast. But it goes away fast too. One to two days, tops.

If this lasts longer, there is something else at play here. Consult your medical people at that point. Your doctor, in normal times. Whatever you've got if you haven't got access to normal care (wilderness, disaster, worse).

Most GE goes away quickly, and leaves nothing but sore abdominal and rectal muscles behind (you should pardon the pun) afterwards. You can minimize it, but generally, the person has to literally gut it out. You can, however, mitigate the symptom duration and severity with proper treatment.

{And if you f**k up proper treatment, you can spread it around to yourself and everyone else. Wash your hands, clean the patient, clean and sanitize linen, bedding, clothing, dishes and utensils, et cetera, or after you die, Florence Nightingale and Clara Barton will kick your ass around the block for eternity for being a dumbshit.}

And if it isn't going away, you've got a bigger problem.

The best way to prevent GE is prevention: proper personal sanitation and cleanliness, proper food storage, handling, preparation, cooking, and serving, followed by proper clean-up afterwards, from dishwashing to sewage and garbage disposal. 

Proper public health measures save more people worldwide than medicines, antibiotics, and surgery combined, since ever. By the billions. The reverse is also true.

See to as much of that as you can, and your experience with it will generally not be firsthand, up-close.

Thus endeth the lesson.


 

Color Me Shocked


 

















I'm guessing whoever "Concerned Citizen" is, he could either tell you how Putin's arsehole tastes, or what flavor the windows are on the short bus. Take your pick.

Imagine my surprise:

This turns out to be not just a total fake, but a ham-fistedly obvious fake.

It's typical Russian agit-prop, aimed at Americans. A French dealership for an Italian carmaker supposedly selling a car to a Ukrainian making out an invoice in English should have been a massive cluebat upside the head that this was all hogwash (as if anyone getting the invoice in the first place wasn't). And it was, except to the stupid people, who swallowed it hook, line, and sinker.





Say When

































It's entirely unsurprising and well within their baseline character to see the abysmal performance of Emperor Poopypants when held up to the light, induce in them this sort of feces-flinging pure rage.

The won't get what they like, and they won't like what they get.

Monday, July 1, 2024

Boeing Bob Speaks

If It's Boeing, You're Not Going.™