The Danger of Testifying Against the Will of Hillary Rodham Clinton

 

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To the melody of "Bring on the Clowns"....but this song
will be "Bring out the Straight-jackets"

    We urge that each of the people testifying to-day move carefully as their entries into the official ledger begin to soak in.   Hillary Rodham Clinton managed, somehow, to obtain and digest, at a minimum, 1,300 raw data personnel files from the FBI's security and personal records files pertaining to various political and governmental personalities.   She was also able to immediately retrieve confidential information about very specific people from those raw data file at the snap of a finger when she was the official chief aero-ashtray engineering specialist in the White House.

     William Jefferson Blythe was always, is, and will always be a finger on a hand puppet.  He is white trash extraordinaire who, because of his willingness to approve the notion that a woman has domain over her own body and therefore has the right to kill the body inside of her (makes sense to people from Cape Cod and Chappaqua), Bubba receives adulation from said people.

 

      Hillary, on the other hand, is the true Lady Macbeth.   It is El Gringo Viejo's studied opinion that all evil flows from her bloodied cavern which had been intended at her conception to house a soul.  What passes for a heart does not beat thump-THUMP, thump-THUMP...it goes Me-I, Me-I, I-Me.    She does not see herself in mirrors.   Her dreams are like the cemetery scene from Fiddler on the Roof.   Sometime she has nightmares like being forced to watch a Shirley Temple movie or having to ride on a train without her private car...the one with the golden throne.....or having to take a (eeeuuuuuu) common carrier airplane....with  (yyccchhh) people on the same plane.   Nancy Pelosi knows her pain.  Oh! The restrooms of it all!

 

       Can you imagine that Monica's closest friend was a lesby girl who, according to all accounts, was a very competent and likable person.   That her wiring was different, well, that was her situation, but she "got along" with everyone.  She did make the mistake of complaining to someone in the White House hierarchy that Billy Jeff was behaving inappropriately with her and with Monica.   She made that observation while checking out and quitting her own White House Internship.   She moved on and  fairly quickly wound up augmenting her self-financing fund for her university fees...as a manager for a Starbucks in the Georgetown part of the D.C. scene.   That was impressive enough, but even moreso was the fact that before long, someone came in and killed the two black guys who worked there and the lesby girl who, apparently, had never harmed anyone in her life.   There was no money missing.   Quite a way to close up for the night.

HER OBITUARY :



Mahoney formerly worked as a White House intern. Her July 1997 murder at a DC Starbucks followed Drudge's early leaks of Michael Isikoff's Newsweek story on Lewinsky. At the time, Lewinsky was not identified by name, only as an intern who was about to go public with her story of sex with the president. Some speculated that hitmen got the wrong intern and instead killed Mahoney. Mahoney's murder is still officially unsolved. Details about the case can be found in a previous Latest Word column. Limiting speculation about Bill Clinton's sexual appetite to one or even two isolated dalliances with interns is probably not the most intelligent way to look at it. Steamshovel does not offer the opinion that Mary Caitrin Mahoney is the second intern. However, it does take the opportunity to remind readers of this murder mystery and to present some interesting biographical details about Mahoney below.

Mary Caitrin Mahoney's Obituary from The Washington Blade Inc. Mary Caitrin "Caity" Mahoney, 24, a founder of the Baltimore Lesbian Avengers, died Sunday, July 6, 1997, at the Starbucks coffee shop on 1810 Wisconsin Avenue, NW, in Georgetown. Mahoney, who was the night manager at Starbucks, and two other Starbucks employees died of gunshot wounds sometime after the shop closed at 8 p.m., according to D.C. police detective Tony Patterson. Patterson said police still have no suspect in the case. The bodies of Mahoney and her co-workers were discovered early Monday morning, July 7, by an employee who was to open the store. Mahoney was one of a core group of six women who founded the Baltimore Lesbian Avengers, a political activist group, in February 1995, according to her best friend, Mary Hall of Baltimore, Md. "She was very passionate about everything she did, and she did everything the best she could," Hall said. The Lesbian Avengers have a tradition of eating fire as a stunt at their actions. Hall said that once the Avengers were having a picnic at the house where she lived with Mahoney when they decided to do fire-eating for fun. Hall said Mahoney wanted to impress her girlfriend. "She decided to show off and do two torches at once and she ended up burning her lips," Hall said. "But she was a Leo," Hall said. "She was in her element when she ate fire." Mahoney’s activism spanned many arenas, including founding a women’s issues discussion group at Towson State University in 1993; sitting as a board member of the 31st Street Bookstore in Baltimore, a Lesbian/feminist cooperative; and working on Bill Clinton’s presidential campaign as well as interning for the Clinton White House when he was newly elected. In 1994, Mahoney and others raised more than $1,000 for Baltimore’s Pride festival while participating in a musical spoof of The Sound of Music known as The Camp of Music. In the musical, Mahoney played Gretel -- the youngest of the "VonCamp" children. "Her passion was contagious, she was just amazing," Hall said. Mahoney was born July 22, 1972, in Baltimore. From the sixth grade on, she attended the McDonogh School near Pikesville, Md., where she graduated in 1991. She did a year of studies at Ithaca College in New York state, a semester at Fordham University in New York City, and then two years at Towson State University in Maryland, where she received a bachelor’s degree in women’s studies in the spring of 1995. While studying at Towson, Mahoney worked as a shift supervisor at Cafe Diana, a Baltimore Lesbian/feminist coffee house from September 1993 to June 1995. During the summer of 1995, she worked as a cook at the City Cafe, a Gay-owned coffee house in Baltimore. In September 1995, Mahoney moved to Washington, D.C., and took a job with Starbucks. Mahoney’s hobbies and interests included her cat, Marlu; Lesbian and women’s rights; politics; and jogging. "She was a wonderful person and lots of people miss her," Hall said. "She was such a sweet, kind, and generous person." In addition to Hall, Mahoney is survived by her mother and stepfather, Mary Belle Annenberg and Barnet Annenberg, both of Baltimore; father and stepmother, Patrick Mahoney Sr. and Ginny Mahoney, both of Towson; sister, Molly Mahoney of Baltimore; brother and sister-in-law, Patrick and Lelah Mahoney of Baltimore; three stepsisters, Stacy Wenzl, Missy Gray, and Toni Hamilton, all of Baltimore; grandmother, Elizabeth H. Mahoney of Annapolis, Md.; and grandmother, Maria W. Simms of Ardmore, Pa. She is also survived by several friends, including Beth Kuhns, Sally Franklin, Amanda Joyce, and Dawn Heddrick, all of Baltimore; as well as a number of friends she worked with at Starbucks. Her remains were cremated. Memorial services were at the McDonogh School on July 18 and at Georgetown University on July 15. "A Celebration of Caity’s Life" will be Saturday, July 19, at 1 p.m. at the Metropolitan Community Church of Baltimore, 3401 Old York Rd., Baltimore, Md. The Baltimore Lesbian Avengers will hold a Caity Mahoney Memorial/Anti-Violence Vigil in front of the Starbucks coffee shop Tuesday, July 22 -- Mahoney’s 25th birthday -- at 7:30 p.m. Everyone is welcome to attend. Memorial contributions may be sent to the Caity Mahoney Memorial Fund at the McDonogh School, Box 380, 8600 McDonogh Rd., Owings Mills, MD 21117.

 

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     El Gringo Viejo is quick to point out that another black man (boy, actually) was convicted of the murder, based upon his over-active mouth which he shot off in the D.C. general detention some time after the Starbucks murders.   He was taken to court, made a plea deal , and then was thrown into some federal penitentiary or another.   Later, of course, it turn out that he changed his story....found decent (court appointed) counsel....and through DNA evidence was established to, at the very least, have had nothing to do with the incident.  The above obituary, lamentably, does not include comments attributed to Monica about "Caity" having been "offended" by Billy Jeff.   Monica was deadly jealous and also had a melt-down at the White House south gate when the security there refused her entry during one of those times when Hillary was out of town.   She had gone to the White House in a snit because of the breaking news that Clinton had also tried to work his charms on Kathleen Willie, the same day that her husband had "committed suicide" - he had been working on some details about Whitewater and the Cattle Futures Cases that he at first did not believe.   His work probably caused his "suicide" under peculiar conditions.
      This resulted in Billy Jeff having to suffer the ignominy of having to go out into the cold, dusking evening, and give personal permission to "this girl, here to come on inside out of the cold.   I sure don't know what her name is but she's a friend of mine. I'll take it from here, officer...thanks and please forgive us....I mean me.....I mean her.... yuk-yuk"

     So never underestimate the Queen of the Immaculate Concussion....and always look in the back seat....even if you did lock all the car doors.   "High there, Mrs. Willie...it sure is a shame what happened to your cat."
El Gringo Viejo\

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Revisitation: A Star is Born, and we are left to clean up the labour and delivery. This is a blast from the past, 15 September 2012

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THIS ENTRY INTO THE BLOG ROLL IS A REPUBLICATION. IT COMES FROM THE PERIOD JUST BEFORE THE RE-ELECTION OF THE PRESENT OCCUPANT OF THE OFFICE OF PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES of AMERICA.  IT FORESHADOWED SOME OF THE INEVITABLE AND UNAVOIDABLE RESULTS OF ELECTING AN INCOMPETENT POSEUR WHOSE STRONG SUIT IS NARCISSISM AND WHOSE PHILOSOPHICAL ORIENTATION LIES BETWEEN NIHILISM AND BOLSHEVISM.

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Saturday, 15 September 2012

Yes, We Read Drudge....and other things, as well

 

 

 

'We're very proud of the president's record on foreign policy'...

FLASHBACK: The Day I'm Inaugurated Muslim Hostility Will Ease...

'One of the proudest things of my three years in office is helping restore sense of respect for America around the world'...

 

 

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     We were aware of the background of the Manchurian Manikin shortly after he won a pre-fab primary for the Democrat nomination for the vacated United States Senate seat from Illinois.    He then wound up facing a stand-in candidate, Alan Keyes,  put up by the rightwing crazy section of the Republican Party at the last minute because the good and moderate, nice and clean Republicans had decided that it would be nice to let this nice young....man....be a nice United States Senator after all the nice things he had done for his nice people.   After all the seat, in a way, rather belonged to those people....you know...from the central parts of Chicago...you know...it just seemed fair.   And nice.

     Some GOP operatives, both country clubber and rightwing crazy, had come to an agreement on backing Mike Ditka, a famous tight end for the Dallas Cowboys and a relatively popular Head Coach of the Chicago Bears at the time.   Mike backed out at the last moment, no one has ever informed El Gringo Viejo exactly why.   Mike was not a "nice" boy.  He probably did not like the idea that he was being told that everyone wanted him to run, but nobody really wanted him to win.     In reality, the king makers did not  even think he could win.   That is not exactly the way one approaches a person who has a demonstrated Major League attitude about self-discipline and victory.

 

      So Ditka returned to the War on Women, and cleared the decks for the Archangel Barak.   The anointed Democrat dispatched the hapless, underfunded Alan Keyes in the General Elections, and began his long career as a United States Senator as he had spent his long career in the State Senate for the State of Illinois....by being absent and by voting present for much of his long and exemplary legislative career.  He did manage to throw his considerable support behind one bill that would exempt abortionists from being prosecuted for murder or any other crime should the abortionist have the unfortunate luck to deliver a live baby as a product of an attempted dead baby delivery.   You see, he wanted even the abortionist to have a chance at a mulligan, without fear of having to score extra strokes, if you will.    It seemed like the right thing to do.

     Then, the Archangel, and now Saint, Barry ascended unto the Holy Teleprompter and gave one of his famous leg-tinglers....especially written to massage every synapse of white, liberal guilt.   (We remember Gore Vidal, such a nice boy, lecturing William F. Buckley about race.   He said,"One time I took my shoe and hit a little black boy I was playing with, just to do it.  I just thought it was the thing to do.   Admit it Bill, white people all have things like that in their past".    Buckley did not bat an eye, responding,"Why Gore, were I to have done that, my mother would have surely slapped my face in public and beaten my bottom sore in private.  Of course I have no such thing in my past."

 

     In any regard, after a long and distinguished career of talking out of both sides of his mouth, bad-mouthing white people, black conservatives, FOX News, and anything normal he decided to vote 'present' a couple of times more before announcing his plans to be appointed President.  He was a perfect fit for the office.   You see, he was black, and "understood".    That his "black" was derived from anything but the classical American Negro experience, and that he could not tell W.E.B Dubois from Jesse Owens in a line-up, had probably never heard of either of them, he was obviously qualified.   The Annenberg Foundation was very proud of the work he had done "for the community" via representing the Association of Community Organisations for Revolution Now!  He had, after all, been especially active in bullying banks into giving home-owner loans to people with 20,000 dollar per year (or less) incomes when buying 500,000 dollar houses.    He was a real miracle worker.   Had nice friends.   Communists, terrorists, murderers, anarchists....and Jeramiah Wright (who, by the way, was not a bullfrog).

 

     Archangel Saint Bishop Astronaut Barry, rose and took his place above the gathered  knights;  his named appeared on his throne immediately upon receiving the merest glance from his honest, sincere, and meaningfully expressive eyes.   Easily, he vanquished the Trundling Sow who was so crass as to think she could impede The Ascension, and he put her in her place.   Her place is the famous Hall of the Has Beens Who Never Were.
     A couple of reporters (we think the might have been liberal Democrats) did have a bit of trepidation...asking, on the air, "....do we really know this person?   We do not have a body of writing, of legislation passed or supported, or even much knowledge of his past."    But it really did not matter.   He was black, and it was time to shove it in the faces of all those white Southern klanner, cracker, hillbilly hayseed, bigoted Christian gun owning hideous people.  Rednecks, flat-earthers, ignorami.   All manners of bad people...not good people like us who will vote for a Negro, no matter that we know nothing about what he thinks, who he is, what his plan is, what his agenda is or any such insignificant stuff.   It did not matter.   He promised Hope and Change, and by golly that was good enough for the really smart and sophisticated people.

 

      Of hundreds of teleprompted, condescentious pronunciamentos....reminiscent of various railing madmen....we stored up further reassurance of the utter shallowness of this marxist bigot.   His guide through life is Saul Alinsky.   His activity as a youth...nothing.  No piano, no baseball, no rock collections, no model planes.   Just smoking dope and selling cocaine, like any other kid.   And making up stories about white girls who weren't good enough, plugged in enough, or smart enough to keep up with his enlightened brilliance.

     The Police in Cambridge behaved stupidly, my mother was left with no insurance and had to die so that the insurance company could live, and if I had had a son, he would have look an lot like the reverend Mr. Sharpton.    All of this the Anointed One expressed with  the self-assuredness that can only be expressed by a narcissistic, ignorant empty suit, sitting in an empty chair. 

     Now knowing more than we wished to know about this Manchurian Candidate,  Pretender in Chief, we can instuct him about certain basic facts.
 

     Many Christians and Jews are not perfect people.   Many people who are Christians and Jews, along with the agnostics and other sorts who stumble along life's path with them, are communitarian people who try to do for themselves, help others, leave the bar almost sober and walk home to the family and help around the house.   That is a base-line.  They do not throw pampers in the parking lot.  They help...a little...a lot.  They do.   They pull their own weight.   They really don't have time or disposition to hate or even dislike anybody, unless there is a good reason or some kind of justification.  Ole Tex gets along with everyone and gives a little more than he takes is a common description of a lot of folks in these parts.

     BUT,  among the Ishmaelites, we are presented with a problem.   We have a painting, done by one artist, of the Virgin Mary, taken by another artist and smeared with elephant dung.   The United States Government and the State Government of New York pay the artist for his work and hang it with pride in a famous, public museum.    Likewise, they pay and show other great works, such as a jar of urine with a crucifix inside the jar to keep the urine company.  Truly inspired.   Something the Great Masters and the Impressionists would have had to really study in order to dig deeper into the meaning of aesthetics.  There are no riots, no bombings, no killings.   There is considerable consternation, but we consider the source, and do not patronise the degenerates or approved of their deportment.

     There is a strata of person throughout the Muslim world, who suffers from a richly justified sense of inferiority.   He (we say he, because the opinion of a woman in any matter is of no importance) has a pronounced sense of insecurity about his religion and his personal moral and social value.   He knows that he is a worthless clod.   He knows that in the scheme of things he has less value to the Cosmos than an earthworm.  He knows....and understands his worthlessness.   He is surrounded by other mindless, stupid people who only know how to hate.   They have no other emotion, save a bit of lust in the event that the opportunity to rape a foreign female reporter presents itself.

      There are others, a smaller percentage within those described in the  above paragraph...a percentage of a  percentage of the muslim whole, who are exactly like the ones in the previous paragraph, only these have university educations...sometimes advanced degrees.   Some are, by world standards upper-middle class and even from extremely wealthy backgrounds.   They cannot resist sharing the hatred felt by the unwashed, lower class, sub-human "muslims".   These privileged Muslims also  have trouble with girls, trouble with getting along with almost anybody real, but they have no trouble hating people who are having fun, doing things, being normal, and generally committing sins at ever turn....or being Jews...or being Americans....Americans especially are the ones who are unrestrained by the orders of the Prophet.    Americans only believe in friendship, fun, Coca-Cola, life, liberty, prosperity.   They do not understand their duty to Allah.  They are incurable infidels.  They mislead our children.   We must kill our daughters so as to teach them the evil of the Americans.  We must kill Jews and return our lands to the true followers of the  Prophet.   We must defend the interests of the people who no Arab nation wants, and  who cannot even live at peace with and among themselves, the "Palestinians".    We must hate, we must kill, and especially we must hate and kill others who say they are Muslim, but who are not correct in their practise and/or belief....yes, they must be killed.    Blow up their mosques, they are not true churches for any purpose, they are whorehouses of heretics....blow up the false mullahs, blow down their minarets, kill them as they leave prayers, during their funeral processions, kill them all, and kill all the Jews and kill all Americans.    And so, these well-placed Muslims join with the Muslims who are stupider than dead rocks and they set out to kill, demolish, tear down, destroy, and cause misery...kill, kill, kill.
 

     Enter Our Holy Pretender.   He tells us that he will make an appearance.   As a committed marxist and as a person who has lived in "foreign countries" he "knows".   He speaks and says:
 

     "Now you can stop killing Muslims who are in different sects.   Now, you can play Ring Around the Rosey with the white folks and be part of civilised society, and we shall tax the millionaires and billionaires to ensure that all men are taxed into equality by me, the greatest social democrat since Leon Trotsky and Frederick Engels.   I have come not to follow any law, but to fulfil the prophesies and establish the Worker's Paradise.   Only I can weld together for the good of all the oppressed the lunatic Muslim fringe and the dull, instinct driven Marxist cult of class hatred, into BARRY'S MUSLMARX ELECTRIC CAR AND SOCIAL PERPETUAL NON-MOTION MACHINE...AND EVERYTHING IS FREE....We'll simply tax the millionaires and billionaires, so get your shovels and get ready."

     "Stroke of a Pen...Law of the Land!  We just issued an executive order that America is respected for the first time in anyone's adult life.  America is respected because we have changed it int0 a place just like all the rest of the hell-holes on Earth. By becoming like them, a place with open sewers, litter, graffiti, 50% unemployment, unchanging and hopeless, mired in socialist drabness and depersonalisation others will  come to love us.  Praise be also to the little people who helped me in their little way to make all of this possible."

 

All OROGs will have to admit that they can now feel the tingle going up you alls' legs.   I am very sure that we are all very proud of the President's record on foreign policy, Muslim hostility has eased, and America is finally respected all over the world..... and everything.

Legtinglingly,

El Gringo Viejo

 

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Xth AMENDMENT

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Suggested Reading for OROGs

     It is with some humility that we begin the week with a suggestion that several entries were made during the late Friday through Sunday period.   Some are from our archives, some are submissions from favoured OROGs, and a bit is original work.   There is some exposure of our little adobe hut up against the Sierra Madre Oriental.   There are six new entries.

ROMNEY:

     As the days bring us further unfolding  of the mendaciousness of Panetta, Rice, Rodham, Holder, Jerrod, and Obama....and the 99.5% of the Obsolete Press who neglect to cover issues presented by the above named gang....it becomes ever clearer that Romney lost the election, all by himself and his Country Club Elitist Snob Campaign Management Cabal. 

      The Great Obama Machine, during life and death struggle between the Marxists  and the Americans, wound up having a 3,500,000 vote fall-off during the last election.   We must keep that figure in mind. 

     That number of low information voters, disaffected liberals, and people who felt as though they had been tricked by the dull, stupid epithet "Hope and Change" diminished the overall turnout for Obama by 5% .   An amazing statistical disaster for his team.   After one billion dollars, continuous Bolshevik-style lies by the avalanche, by the minute....to gain 95% of the vote that they had during their first slither thr0ugh the mud had to have been a bummer.

     The response of El Gringo Viejo to this is the same as a farmer who comes out of his cellar after the tornado goes by, looks around, and sees nothing.  No cows, no pigs, no horses, no barn, no house, no equipment....nothing.   He is left with a wife, two children, their clothes on their backs, and a few jars of put-ups in the storm cellar.   It did not help us much at all.

     And, as we see this Benghazi thing unfold....and we sincerely hope it does....we shall further lament that Romney did not render the knock-out blow during the last debate.   But no, he had to play the nice guy...a bad play when fighting an ear-biting thug...and even go so far as to say that he thought that "the President" had done things in the Middle East with which he was in agreement.   Wilt....melt....exhale....flat tire on the expressway.....the dog got run-over.......

      I knew what my fellow rightwing crazies would think, and do.   The snake handlers and foot washers, the Constitutionalists, the rightwing Libertarians, the Latin small business class (who are strike-force brown shirts...almost)....they all went limp.  A large portion, perhaps as many as 15% did not vote.   They also bore resentment against the Romney Camp because the same elements who had slimed Sarah Palin were also complicit in the incredible framing of Herman Cain....(all's fair in love and war and politics...hee hee hee).   The Romney  people  were more than willing to slime and defame every Republican candidate during the primary period, and then do ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO REPAIR THE WOUNDS AND BRUISES.

    Dolts that we are, the large majority of rightwing crazies went forth to vote for Romney and Cruz (the Texians among us), but a mortal wound was delivered by the failure to report by 15% of the rightwing crazies.   Had half of them voted,  Romney would have won.

     So I damn them all to heck.   It would have been so much better to have a pinky Mormon with a catechism in the White House...someone with a sense of some propriety...en lieu of an out and out Marxist, anti-American who has an Aunt and Uncle living in Massachusetts, whose job title is "Professionally Unemployed Illegal Alien on Full Public Assistance and Welfare for the Combined Total of Over 20 Years".

      Why was not that one point used?  We have to be nice to Obama, but not to Cain, Bachmann, Perry, Gingrich, Pawlenty, Whatzhiznaim, and the rest.

      This is not to mention when he was campaigning to a cheering crowd in Somewhere, Northeastland, and he delivered that inspiring line...."......and the first thing we are going to do when we move into the White House is repeal the bad parts of Obamacare and keep the good parts.!!!!"

      And we are now harvesting the bitter fruit of Romney's failure....the arrogance of those who think .....who know.... that they are too good to be in a Party that tolerate people such as Palin or El Zorro or El Gringo Viejo, or any of a number of about 30,000,000 of the Republican vote that turned out in 2012.  Romney and his Cabal of Arrogantes  are the reasonable ones...the ones who want to keep the good parts of socialism and add on the bad parts later.  Free pills for Geezers, anyone?

     We now move into the Benghazi matter.  El Gringo Viejo hopes fervently that the GOP group on the panel has the good sense to not waste one second on any preambulatory blather.  Every minute, beyond swearing in and identification of the witness, must be dedicated to allowing the witness to tell and then explain his/her evidence and experience.



     Even the Obsolete Press's mossback pinkoes are beginning to go wobbly.  They know they covered for (Sir Edmund)Hillary through a myriad of mendacious mega-whopper episodes, doing anything necessary to maintain the Keeper of the Golden Coathanger Trophy in charge of the movement whose centrepiece is abortion all day, all the time, forever and ever, and socialism, amen. 

     It is a simple thing to point out that if anyone reading this screed had ordered his/her staff to carry out of the office the effects of a person who had just committed suicide in a very peculiar manner....ANY ONE OF US WOULD HAVE BEEN TAKEN INTO THE PRECINCT AND AT A MINIMUM BEEN CHARGED WITH FELONY DESTRUCTION OF OR TAMPERING WITH  EVIDENCE PERTAINING TO A HOMICIDE....AND AT A MAXIMUM BEEN CHARGED WITH SOLICITATION OF MURDER....which in Texas, if carried out, can be tried as a capital crime.

      But it was (Sir Edmund) Hillary.   And for (Sir Edmund)Hillary there is no crime of any kind that can be committed, even if she commits those crimes.   This is, after all, The Twilight Zone.

      It is absolutely without humility that El Gringo Viejo....who prides himself by being able to tell when funny-looking little dark-skinned people are telling the truth...pointed out that as an American he was humiliated by the fact that he had to arrive at the correct conclusion that the pro-tempore President of Libya was telling the truth in terms of the motivation for and assault of the American personnel and facilities in Libya, and that THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES, THE SECRETARY OF STATE, THE AMERICAN AMBASSADOR to the UNITED NATIONS, THE SECRETARY OF DEFENSE WERE ALL LYING ...THEY WERE ALL LIARS.

    And, he had to conform to a foreign head of state's analysis...because it was obvious that he was simply telling the truth...at great danger to himself.     Please read El Gringo Viejo's posting of 19 September 2012.   To wit:

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Wednesday, 19 September 2012

TRADE PRESIDENTS, ANYONE?





President of the General National Congress of Libya Mohammed Magariaf Head of State of Libya

 

To the left is the President of the United States of America and below is the President of Libya, Mohammed Magarief.  One of them is an honest man.   One of them puts his people above himself.  Only one is worthy of Honour.



Here are a couple of fellows. 



Both are Presidents.  One of Libya, and the other of a nation in serious decline, somewhere north of Belize.  One tells the truth, even at the risk of his own life.  The other one lies without compunction.

    One tries to be reasonable, even in unreasonable conditions.  The other is essentially an extreme marxist ideologue, dedicated to forcing social democracy onto a common law, free enterprise country, as a form of punishment for having "oppressed" certain bodies of people.

     One is trying to re-establish a country that has had years of oppression of a kind that cannot be comprehended by most Americans.   While some speak of a War onWomen in the United States, the President of Libya must deal with armed gangs of deranged religious maniacs who think nothing of lining up the daughters, especially the daughters of people suspected of helping a different faction.   The thugs rape and shoot the girls in front of the parents, just as if the girls were common foreign female news reporters.   That is what the President of Libya sees as a War on Women.

     El Gringo Viejo noted when the President of Libya was speaking yesterday about the probable source of the disorders in Benghazi, assigning the blame to terrorists, probably under the control of an Al Qaeda group that he appeared to me to be an honest, sincere, and straightforward man.  A Statesman.

     El Gringo Viejo noted on the Letterman show that the President of the United States continued to lie and construct preposterous Windmills and Hobbit holes and Cheshire Cats concerning the probable source of the terrorist attacks.   WE CAN TRUST NOTHING THIS MAN SAYS ABOUT THIS ISSUE OR ANY OTHER.   HE IS A MARXIST WHOSE ONLY TRUTH IS THAT WHICH AIDS IN THE DESTRUCTION OF AMERICA AND ANY FREE STATE.

    We would be willing to trade Libya's President for ours, but something tells me that the Libyans would not take the trade.

And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.                                                           
El Gringo Viejo

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          And the road show continues.  The entire tour of Mexico by Obama reveals the true nature of this disgusting personality.   The idea of bringing up American firearms being sent to Mexico when he and Eric Holder were among the worst personal offenders, is beyond extra-intergalactic universal kazoombah bouncing off the soft brain tissue of the millions of parasitic, low information, low intelligence, AFDC food stamp, and Section 8 voters and their twins....the leftist college professor cabal of certifiable socio-psychotic America-hating dregs.

     Romney left us this legacy by failing to attack Obama's failings and lies.   His Country Club Republican advisors have blood on their hands as well.   And they call us hillbillies, Confederates, conservatives, blue collar and small business, and Constitutionalist types "an embarrassment".

     We should keep up the pressure on this issue with the 535 useless ones (save for Cruz , perhaps Rubio...and may 10 or 12 others).   This is the time for emails and telephone calls.  Your humble submitter almost never does the emailing and calling bit.   He still sends an occasional letter by USPS, first class standard....but we need to spray the Clorox Clean-up all over this thing ".....that happened a long time ago".....Vince Foster deserves justice.  We can deliver some small measure of that justice by shredding the persona of (Sir Edmund)Hillary.

El Gringo Viejo

 

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Gifts from Friends and Gifts from the Skies

   This is the parlour of our place on the face of the Sierra Madre Oriental, where some weeks back, Alvaro fashioned a pair of sconces to accommodate a very fine gift.    An old friend was involved in clearing out excess and unused "learning resource material" from his secondary school in Texas.   In the process, El Gringo Viejo picked up a few odds and ends and books of interest, all salvaged from the Dempster Dumpster.    We have been blessed by really excellent, pertinent décor gifts over the years by Diana's brother and sister-in-law, by our daughter's parents-in-law, from our children, and from El Gringo Viejo's parents-in-law

Among those things was a political map of Mexico, showing all the States, territories, rail routes, sea lane connections, principal cities and towns, a such.   FROM 1923!  Alvaro hung it up, and we are now fashioning a plastic sheeting to place over the magnificent piece, so as to protect it from that impulse all reasonable people have to go over and touch the place where they are and the place from whence they came.  It can be seen in these pictures we took while trying to learn how to use a 1998 technology camera , and having some success.  At right, the OROG can see that we really do have satellite television that actually works.   Above one can take note of a simple décor, and the famous cane ceiling that supposedly keeps allergies and dampness at bay.   These pictures were taken during the early evening, and Shepard Smith is holding forth on FOXNews  even as we are shooting this pictures on San Jacinto Day, 2013.

This is another of the gifts, in the master bedroom, received from our daughter's mother-in-law, the centre of attention of an article from last year about "The Curse of the Perfect Gift"....something that could be used almost anywhere...and that fit whatever assignment perfectly.  We used it as a backdrop, almost like a headboard for the beds.  It calmed the all white interior, calmed as well the slight echo produced by heavily plastered solid adobe walls.   All in all we have been and continue to be blessed by generosity and thoughtfulness on the part of our friends and family.   It is something like a couple of weeks ago that the 'comida canina' ran out at the Hacienda de La Vega.   The mayordomo came over to advise that there was no more food for the four Rhodesian  Lion Hounds (Ridgeback Hounds), and could we spare a few morsels.   They also have a half-coyote / half shepherd mix who has seniority, if not the size to stand up to the Ridgebacks, all of whom weigh between 110 and 150 pounds.

     Of course, El Gringo Viejo gave Ciro pretty much  half of a 20 pound bag of  food, enough say for about 3 minutes worth of fuelling the monster tribe of hounds.    Then, a couple of days went by, and the owner of the Hacienda de La Vega shows up with a bag of replacement food (he has started to use what we use...the HEB house brand version of Gravy Train.  He says, "Wow, this is better because it costs less and the dogs actually eat it")....and this was well and good.  He and his crew and family have always been overly generous with us, and anything borrowed or used is usually repaid two-fold or more....it causes me a bit of chafing.

     In this case...the Case of the Gift of the Dog Food, about four days later,  Ciro came by and left me about 25 pounds of excellent Valencia oranges for making juice...no charge...just because I helped with the dogs. 
     And finally, this is our Rio Corona (above), just barely flowing.   Take outs for irrigation and the three months of far-below average rainfall totals have brought it almost to a standstill, although the springs, about 5 miles to the due west of us, are still flowing at almost normal levels.   It seems a bit odd to remember that were El Gringo Viejo to have been standing where he took this picture during the flooding a couple of years ago, his head would have been 22 feet below water.   Rains have come to the area during the past couple of weeks....during El Gringo Viejo's absence.  Best estimates are that we may have received as much needed  four or five inches of rain and it seems as though more rain is on the way for the middle of the month, coming up.   It would do us well for a weak hurricane or other such tropical involvement to come and bash itself out on the mountains to our west.   Ten or twelve inches of rain over a three or four day period  would help the citrus people and everyone in general. We shall hope for a fulfilment of the medium-term forecast and a wet late May and June....which are the months of the first rainy season of each calendar year.

 We had, during my last stay, easily the greatest outpouring of numbers of birds and different species of birds since the building of our little mud hut in front of the  Sierra Madre Oriental.   Above is the ruby-throat becard, and to the right is the indigo bunting.   These birds came en masse, along with green jays, cardinals,  and of course our ubiquitous array of orioles.   Wrens and warblers were numbering in the several score each of different species.   Since El Gringo Viejo is not a combat birdwatcher, he has trouble deciding who is just the drab female of the species, and when the whole species is just made up of drab males and drabber females.    The excellent artist's depiction of the male (blue) and the female (drab brown/black) show the problem one might have.   Real birdwatchers can tell the difference in a second.  We had Chachalacas by the boatload, and the greatest congestions were when there would be 40 0r 50 birds of 20 different species Dumpster Diving in our mora (mulberry) tree, which fruits to a lesser and greater degree throughout the summer 6 months of the calendar.   Everything from chachalacas, to caracara eagles, to over a dozen species of hummingbirds are gorging on the super sour/sweet berries...they are rally excellent for human birds as well.

     In any regard, the OROG is left with a bit of cheerful recounting of things El Gringo Viejo said he would tell the folks about when he was back in Texas.  Who knows, perhaps to-morrow, there will be more.

El Gringo Viejo

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        Credit 

Description	Rose-throated Becard (Pachyramphus aglaiae).
Date	22 February 2008, 15:22:15
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Author	Jerry Oldenettel

An OROG Forwards Her "Favourite Christian Apologist's" observation about these times....the times that try men's souls

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Chesterton said it well: “For under the smooth legal surface of our society there are already moving very lawless things. We are always near the breaking-point when we care only for what is legal and nothing for what is lawful. Unless we have a moral principle about such delicate matters as marriage and murder, the whole world will become a welter of exceptions with no rules. There will be so many hard cases that everything will go soft.”

 

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Ravi’s Response to the Boston Tragedy

Posted on May 3, 2013 by Ravi Zacharias

Zacharias International Ministries    

It has been a little over two weeks since the atrocity was committed in Boston by the murderous intent of two young men. University students supposedly on scholarships, family on welfare payments, and all the benefits of receiving, with no moral obligation. How sad it is to see the face of that little eight-year-old boy who had just come to have a fun day with his family only to become a part of the death list and a victim of a cold blooded and calculated act. What parent can ever get over that? What country can afford to not stop and ask “why” until we know the truth?

 

How does one make judgments on such matters? How do we examine our own beliefs so as to deny such people with violent intent their murderous goals?

 

I travel an awful lot. I visit countries that do not like Americans. With that prejudice in many a country, I am quizzed as to why I am there. In the Middle East on more than one occasion I have been asked to come and meet the Chief of Intelligence and quizzed. This is the way my last quizzing went in Syria about three years ago:

 

“Mr. Zacharias, we know you are visiting here. We just want to caution you not to get engaged in any political activity or make any comments on politics.”

 

I assured them I would honor that. Then he went on to say, “But you are very welcome here. We need people like you.”

 

It was astounding to hear that. Why would he make such a comment when the prevailing religion there was not my faith, nor what I came to preach?  For one, he knew the Christians there posed no threat to the regime but were a peaceable minority. The rest of the conversation made it clear. But there was obviously more to why he said that. I asked, “Can you tell me what you think of the situation in this part of the world?”

 

With beads in his hand as he compulsively scrolled through them out of sheer habit, he quietly said, “I don’t give this part of the world more than five years, and this whole place will blow up.” Rather taken aback by such a drastic pronouncement, I asked him what he meant. It was clear that they knew of rebellious forces working to topple the government and spread turmoil in that area. Ironically, when it all happened, including his own assassination, our media naively branded it “The Arab Spring.” Really? Is that what we are witnessing in Libya, in Egypt, in Iran after the Shah? Is that what spring looks like politically?

 

This ignorance or deliberately distorted way of thinking, supporting bloody and ruthless acts to supposedly topple dictators, is precisely what that part of the world is now experiencing. Suddenly, revolutions are the “in” thing and any establishment is at risk, as forces that destabilize are gleefully supported by the media elite, the intellectual elite, and the entertainment elite. We pontificate without the slightest understanding of history, religion, or of cultural distinctives. The average citizen is once again sacrificed at the altar of demagogic factions each seeking the power to enforce and dictate.

 

This abysmal failure in the media elite, to understand history and worldview, now puts America facing possible extinction herself. Those are not overstated words.

 

When one gets on to a plane, you hear, “Your safety is our first priority.” Evidently, in the journey of life itself, our power brokers don’t feel the same for their citizens. A visitor’s rights seem to be the first priority; those who seek our destruction are given greater privileges than our children who enjoy and love this land.

 

Something is wrong. Dreadfully wrong. Our definitions are at an all-time confusion, our values at an all-time low, our fiscal policies at an all-time danger, our beliefs at an all-time peril, and yet we want to tell our young people that we are building for their future.

 

Do our leaders ever sit down and read the primary sources to understand what lies beneath these worldviews to which we are pandering? We brand a religion “peaceful” or “great” without even reading its text. Only an uninformed person can make such sweeping statements. This does not assure us that our safety is a priority.

 

There is so much one can say on what needs to be done to provide for our safety. I simply resist the temptation and will not go into all of that, but rather respond in two ways. First, we must ask our political representatives to convene a formal study on this particular worldview of millions who have explicitly or implicitly screamed for our destruction. Adolf Hitler told the world what he was planning to do. The naïve of that time did not take him seriously. It took one of the bloodiest and most senseless wars in history to stop that genocide orchestrated by him. What will it take for us to wake up to the avowed threat of our time?

 

Second, I suggest that the rights we give our immigrants must be granted only by strict means of scrutiny. I went through that when I first moved to the west. My brother and I were quizzed thoroughly. I respected that. But that was over four decades ago. We are now politically correct and politically endangered at the same time. As I write this, I am about to depart for one particular country. I will be there for five days. To get a visa, I had to list all the countries I have visited in the last ten years. That was a task and a half. Did I object?  No. They are protecting their political system and they have a right to demand of me disclosure that they feel is necessary to keep their values intact. Anyone without subversive intent will not be afraid of such scrutiny.

 

But in our homeland we have become so all-encompassing that the only thing we don’t have any more is “values.” Interestingly, that was a term coined by the nihilists and existentialists to replace absolutes. When absolutes went, values came. When counter values came, our own values went. When our own values went, we watch a little eight-year-old boy blown to bits and the ones doing it tweet to their friends “LOL.” Such subversives do not fear our legal system. They know the perverse way in which their defenders can use it.

 

When hate can laugh, decency is crying and America stands at the crossroads of choosing the path of Right or else to bury what is right in the ever-shifting quicksand of so called “rights.”

 

This is a sad day as we mourn the decimation in Boston. But sadder days are ahead unless we understand what we are dealing with here. What happened in Boston was a deadly atrocity. Our failure to stem the rot will be a suicidal tragedy. We have confused what is lawful with what is legal.

 

Chesterton said it well: “For under the smooth legal surface of our society there are already moving very lawless things. We are always near the breaking-point when we care only for what is legal and nothing for what is lawful. Unless we have a moral principle about such delicate matters as marriage and murder, the whole world will become a welter of exceptions with no rules. There will be so many hard cases that everything will go soft.”

 

This is America today. We do not know the essential difference between what is lawful and what is legal. Our moral reasoning is dying before our eyes. Nobody knows this better than the lawless.

 

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These words and admonitions should serve as a clarion call to steel our resolve...to attack instead of retreating....to take back that certain ground provided by the knowledge that absolute truth is found in common law and natural law.   We can no longer accommodate the perverse nor the mindlessly bloodthirsty.   It is their task to destroy and cause ill, and it is our duty to build and cause good.

 

El Gringo Viejo