Sunday 27 April 2014

Bill to Promote the Study of O'bama's Election as a lesson in Civil Rights....in California, of course.

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The Racial Significance of the Election of Barry Soetoro to the Presidency of the United States of America:


        There was absolutely no significance to the election of Barry Soetoro to the Presidency of the United States of America.   He had no ancestry that linked him to the Negro Experience of an American of Negro Ancestry.   His only "Negroness" came from a misogynistic, tribally Kenyan father, who was famous for brutalising a series of wives, an erstwhile polygamist, a communist, anti-colonialist, alcoholic, drug-addicted, extremely violent, America-hater.   He was a good match for the 16 year old girl he impregnated to produce the soon to be famous progeny, Barry Soetoro.  The father of Barry, before he died in his 40s due to a drunken driving mishap, abandoned Barry's mother upon learning of her pregnancy.



Barry's  30-something father with his
now 17-something wife shortly before she
was abandoned by Barry's 30-something
father.



     Therefore, Barry lived among his communist, union thug grandparents and their friends in a luxurious section of Hawai'i, long a refuge for communist, union-thug slugs who made off with union dues money to live comfortably in tropical paradises.   He knew nothing of, and cared little about things like Willie Mays, Frederick Douglas, Confederate Negroes, the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., Booker Tecumseh Washington, Jews writing the definitive Porgy and Bess,  Jackie Robinson, The Platters, Nat King Cole, the silly Amos and Andy, Jack Benny and Rochester,  The Jeffersons, Jesse Owens, etc.etc.etc.


Barry's message of hope to
Americans of black-African
ancestry?   "You 'hood people
do the time, I'll take the dime"
Self-admitted drug dealer, who
used his dorm room as an office.




     The most famous thing Barry Soetoro did was to have some black African antecedence, and then to have stoned out on cocaine and marijuana almost continuously, to have sold marijuana and cocaine from his university dormitory and then written about it, in gloating, snickering terms....while other Negroes of true American background sat rotting in prison for having done the same.
     Barry Soetoro simply saw those black people as something he could use to demagogue at a later date, when the communist Valerie Jerrod gave him permission that she would receive from the shadows controlling the Annenberg Foundation and George Soros.

     The racial importance of the election of Barry Soetoro to the Presidency of the United States?  None.   The true significance of his election?   Proof that critical thinking and  selfless interest in the Republic before self as a national characteristic is dead.

Sheesh!   Is there nothing better to do in the parliament of the Bear Republic?El Gringo Viejo
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Saturday 26 April 2014

It always happens, but it never ceases to amaze.

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The annual 420 celebration at Golden Gate - San Francisco Bridge Park....so called because it is always on the 20th of April, and supposedly ends at 4:20 in the afternoon - an adventure in social degeneracy and dysfunction.

     It always happens.   A bunch of nice, counter-cultural hippies have a smoke-in at a little park on the San Francisco end of the Golden Gate, just a nice get-together among friends.  Things are a little unruly before everything is drawn to a close and suddenly the crowd just drifts away, man....like you know dude....it was time to go.

Scene of the aftermath of the San Francisco 420 smoke-off
Some 15,000 organisms with different multi-complexes of
venereal and immune-deficiency disorders brought peace
and love to bear, so long as someone else cleaned it up.



     Estimates of the amount of garbage for a crowd of about 1,000 heads, in less than three hours, was well over 10,000 pounds, strewn throughout the public common.   That is quite an accomplishment for 15,000 sub-human dullards who are so narcissistic that they blithely assume that it is the duty of the Cosmos to pick up after them.  The clean-up crew finished after 1.5 days of garbage re-collection, terminating late in the afternoon of the second day of efforts.   And this is from the "save the planet'' crowd.   This is a gift from the ones who "care" and who are "oppressed" by the one per cent.
     The above picture is what the Republic will look like in its entirety should the Democrats and Obama have their way during the next three years.


El Gringo Viejo
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Friday 25 April 2014

Multigenerational Welfare Dependency, and Reaping the Whirlwind

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This is the gift of the Great Society to America.   This is the harvest of the seeding known as Public Assistance.   This is the product of a subset of society that can even conceive of a notion that can be described with the word, babymother.   The "Progressives" must certainly be very, very proud of themselves for having made a brave new world that can be represented by "people" the likes of these:


Detroit: Relatives of Black Defendants Who Nearly Beat White Driver To Death Laugh In Court As Prosecution Describes Attack…





Written By : Tiffiny Ruegner
April 24, 2014

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detroit defendants
If'n I had had a son he'd a'looked
 a lot like these fellas in yella.  This
is a teachable moment, in that the
police in Clinton behaved stupidly.
Obviously, if the cracker has just
stopped moving, these gentlemen
wouldn't have had to kick him so
many times.  That's obvious.

Revolting to say the least.
Via Detroit News:
     Four men will stand trial in the beating of Clinton Township motorist Steven Utash, following a raucous hearing Monday in which some courtroom onlookers blurted objections and laughed at a description of the near-deadly thrashing, and a defendant made an obscene gesture to a photographer. 
       Latrez Cummings, 19; James Davis, 24; and Wonzey Saffold, 30, were bound over for trial on charges of assault with intent to commit murder. A fourth defendant, 17-year-old Bruce Wimbush, waived his right to a preliminary exam during the hearing in 36th District Court and will face a trial. Max Mohr, Utash’s brother-in-law, said he was disgusted by the courtroom behavior.
       “Why would you laugh about someone being in the hospital?” Mohr said. “To make a mockery in the courtroom … what can you do?”
      The four allegedly were part of the group that beat Utash on April 2, when he left his truck to check on a boy he hit after the 10-year-old darted into the truck’s path. A weapons charge against Saffold was added after witnesses said he brandished a gun during the incident.
       All the defendants are in jail in lieu of $500,000 bond. During Monday’s hearing court deputies admonished onlookers for talking. One man was removed from the courtroom. Saffold made an obscene gesture to a photographer. A group whose members described themselves as relatives of the defendants laughed when Assistant Wayne County Prosecutor Lisa Lindsey read aloud Saffold’s description of how the mob kicked and punched Utash.
If these defendants were white and the driver had been black, you could be sure Obama would be at a press conference this minute talking about the degrading behavior in the courtroom.

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     The fact of the matter is that this is the spawn of Lucifer.  The mother is the AFDC addict, and the father is every damnable liberal-progressive who ever said, "I don't see why the government can't provide just a small morsel for these poor people to eat."  That was followed by, "Everybody should have the right to a roof over his head."   Then there was, "These women can't work 'cause they simply do not have any place to put their babies while they are at work."  And on, and on, and on.....until life became so cheap, and the realization of self was so dismal...so clearly evident that the individual had no moral or cultural worth of any kind that acts of depravity were just something else to provide a bit of diversion.  Life has come to have no value in very wide swaths of the American tapestry.   The number one predictor of this lamentable is not so much race, but the environment produced, once again by the multigenerational maternal dependency upon public assistance for all wants and needs of the dysfunctional family receiving multigenerational public assistance.   It seemed to be easier for the progressive egalitarians to develop a victim group to hone in on, so instead of eliminating them by eugenics, they changed their objective and decided to drain the American treasury through demagoguery.   With the constant chant of racism the "progressives" could have a dull, unthinking, self-entitled, body of votes upon which the Hampton progressives could count to maintain themselves in power.
    A victim group....and a scapegoat group.  The scapegoat is the white Southerner, the overwhelming vast majority have never raised a hand against any black person.


    We are now in a statistical nightmare situation wherein one finds that for  1000 black persons who are killed by an act of murder or manslaughter, 93 are killed by another black person.    Sadly, for every 1,000 white people of any extraction who are killed by an act of murder or manslaughter, 44 are killed by black people.   The only reason the rate is as low as 44 is because there are large areas in the geographic demography of the Republic where there is a paucity of black people to do the killing.   Where the black people coalesce, however there is greater concentration of black people who are more available to be murdered.   Grandma with her SS check...when the grandson is really, really needing a fix....and grandma is old anyway and doesn't need the money, no how. 


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AUNTIE ZIETUNI OBAMA ONYANGO UPDATE:
(this note:  the part below in blue print is speculation, no evidential basis except for reasonable possibility)


     Auntie Zietuni has returned to her native Kenya.   She had her deportation call finally, but this time to the great public housing project in the sky.   We finally have been able to learn the reality of what she was doing over here to begin with.  She was brought over to Chicago, originally to nanny the post-infant and infant daughters of Barry Soetoro and Michelle Robinson.  One could presume that there might have been conflicts that began to arise between Auntie Zietuni and the lady who plays a cigar store Indian for her day job.  The cigar store Indian is the mother of Michelle Robinson, of course.
     When things came to a head, Barry sent Reggie Love to tell Valerie Jerrod that "Barry went to play golf with some white boys, but he wanted me to ask  you if you could send Auntie Zietuni back to Kenya for him...or anywhere, actually.  He is really tired of Mrs. Robinson griping about having his old Auntie here teaching the babies about voodoo, her words not mine."
     Valerie Jerrod then arranged to send Auntie Zietuni to a Boston suburb where there was a small but somewhat numerous Kenyan expatriate community.   Someone arranged that Auntie Zietuni could illegally obtain every known public assistance which came up to, in to-day's dollars, about 45,000 USD per year in Massachusetts, and there she endured until about 10 days ago. She overstayed her temporary tourist visa, and yet remained under full public support...housing...food...walking around money....Medicaid, etc.
    Oddly enough, during Auntie Zietuni's funeral, her nephew was not present.  He had a golf engangement.  That is not semi-inventive speculation.  It is the fact.   He did send a small check to help defray a bit of the funeral expenses.  After the funeral, Auntie Zietuni was loaded onto the freight section of the Nairobi Red Eye Express, and flfpfpflfpfpfp, she was gone to Kenya.



















 And with that we sign off for the night, wishing one and all an early Merry Kwanza and a prosperous New Solstice.

El Gringo Viejo
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A Necessary Blast from the Past - Barack the Magic Negro, by Harry Reid
















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'...







     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 exemplarily dull  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 has 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 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! (ACORN!).  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.    We shall vote for him in lieu of a liberal Republican who is a decorated war hero and an accomplished person....because the Republican is bad because he is white.



 

      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, and 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 others 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 and 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.
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     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.  But, there are no riots, no bombings, no killings.   There is considerable consternation, but we consider the source, and do not patronise the degenerates or approve of their deportment.


     However, 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 the slime of 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 delivers His beatitudes, saying
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     "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."

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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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Why the Protestant Episcopal Church of America is Lost and must be replaced

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     The steady decline of the Episcopal Church in the United States into a social agency in favour of change in the direction of acceptance of all forms of change and destruction of tradition and religious reason is quickly arriving at the finish line.   The destruction is all but complete.  We extract from the writings of the Anglican Curmudgeon two short pieces that might demonstrate how far we have fallen from being a "holy, catholic, and apostolic church" and moved in the direction of becoming the main office of approval of secular humanist convention.

     The following is part of this year's Message for the Feast of the Resurrection from the Presiding Bishopess of the Episcopal Church USA is duplicated below in its full incoherence:


What does that resurrection reality mean for the Body of Christ of which we are part? How does the risen Body of Christ – what we often [sic] call the church – differ from the crucified one? That Body seems to be most lively when it lives closer to the reality of Good Friday and the Easter mystery. In the West, that Body has suffered a lot of dying in recent decades. It is diminished, some would say battered, increasingly punctured by apathy and taunted by cultured despisers. That body bears little resemblance to royal images of recent memory – though, like Jesus, it is being mocked. The body remembers and grieves, like the body of Israel crying in the desert, “why did you bring us out here to die?” or the crucified body who cries, “My God, why have you forsaken me,” or “why have you abandoned us?” In other contexts the Body of Christ is quite literally dying and spilling its lifeblood – in Pakistan and Sudan, in Iraq and Egypt – and in those ancient words of Tertullian, the blood of martyrs is becoming the seed of the church.





     The Shepherd of the Blogsite "The Anglican Curmudgeon" points out the grating, fingernails-on-the-blackboard confusion of the word 'Body" with a capital "B" and a lower case "b" is only one of the lesser low points of a short paragraph.    Her feeble attempt at eloquence only underscores her lack of Faith in the Holy Mysteries.   It is apparent that she is far too sophisticated to believe in Santa Clause and the Tooth Faerie.   It has been her relatively open mission during her entire ministry to force the acceptance of homosexuality at all levels, corners, and precincts of American society.  That is quite a religious mission.
     One would have thought that a better path would have been to return to the Old Book and petition on behalf of all parishioners and yea! even all Americans, the following:   "Almighty Father, who desireth not the death of a sinner but that he should turn from his wickedness and live...".
     The knee-jerk reaction for the Episcopal Church USA to lock arms with every leftist cause and oppose every attempt of leaders in the United States to demonstrate American exceptionalism and the charitable or useful application of that exceptionalism on behalf of the population of the Planet is tiresome.   That position of the Episcopal Church USA for the past thirty years became tiresome thirty years ago.



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    We require that all OROGs report to the precincts of the Anglican Curmudgeon for two reasons:  (1)  What is covered above, and more adequately covered in quick and readable form, (7 minutes), and (2) the renewed argument concerning validities of artefacts of The Bard of Stratford-on-Avon's testament and life, and the very existence of said person, as well as, if he existed, whether or not he was the actual, single author of the works generally attributed to him (12 - 15 minutes).

     The discussion conducted by A.S. Haley, the proprietor of said Blogsite is not dull and dark.  It is as lively as the fencing scene between Basil Rathbone and Tyrone Power in "The Mark of Zorro" from back in 1940.   And our guy wins!

Thanks as usual for your time and attention.
El Gringo Viejo
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Thursday 24 April 2014

Braided Events....Confusion and Murkiness

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     It seems that events, and other matters, are occurring at a rapid canter, if not at full gallop.

     The lack of preparedness of the estimable Mr. Bundy played well into the only card left for the left.   Failing in their arguments, as usual, the New York Times has to ask Mr. Bundy about why he thinks that 60 people were shot over the weekend of Easter, leaving 9 dead in Chicago, alone....and he was neither sophisticated nor wise enough to say, "I know nothing of the situation affecting black folks back East.   Nevada is a different planet, and I cannot speak with authority about such things."

    And yes, El Gringo Viejo knows that the question was not specifically about Chicago's rampant black-on-black violence that takes on Fallujah-like insanity.   The other problem is that Old Man Bundy spoke simply and truthfully about the issue and that is really, really a big NO NO.   So there we are.

     This bears naught upon the issue of Bureau of Land Management and its rapacious interjection into property matter throughout the American Union and especially all those areas west of the Mississippi that have any skin showing.   As the Army Corps of Engineers joins with every corrupt local government, especially in the Eastern half of the Republic, to promote endless projects, such as the New Orleans system of locks and dykes, the Environmental Protection Agency moves to block and stymie every effort to do something worthwhile.

     The Keystone Project sits at idle due to the obstinacy of a petty and petulant narcissistic marxist who loves having the opportunity to let Valerie Jerrod tell him what to do....perhaps she is the commie sister/mother he never had and there is a sibling/maternal warmth there that he doesn't feel from having his mother-in-law sitting at the other end of the dining table.

     The prism of unreality glistens further, but with peculiar lights first seen well perhaps during that distressful selfie-orgy between Barry and that white, female dog of a prime ministrina.   It is now a given that Michelle, the dietician and mover-in-chief of the Republic will join up with Richard Simmons and Oprah for a jog across the nation to promote healthy marijuana brownies for primary students who are being home-schooled at their franchise sites where coin-operated abortions will be made available, in a friendly healthy, LGRTSJFW-family environment.



     And there is still nothing on the fact that General Motors and Chrysler preferred stock owners and bond holders were essentially expropriated and their assets turned over to the United Auto BerufsschlägerArbeiter.
      And there is still nothing but snickering giggles about "no shovel ready jobs" after the shovelling of one trillion dollars into the black hole of Pleiades with a few billion diverted to "green energy" like Solyndra and Fistercar.  The shekels of both and several other sham companies wound up not-too-circuitously into the Obama re-election campaign via various one-percenter bundlers.
     And still there is nothing about the 600 or so Mexican innocents who were gunned down by arms provided to cartel people by the Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms, and Explosives people.   Nothing, except for promotions and bonuses for the ones who were in charge of the program.
      And still, not one news agency, including FOX News, will say anything about the fact that Obama lied directly on live television during his campaign period interview with Spanish language television anchors by saying that Fast and Furious was a Bush Administration programme that he closed down as soon as he found out about it.   This one glaring willingness to lie so blatantly should be touted far and wide, with heralding buglers on a twice weekly basis until it becomes the spot of blood on his hands that he cannot wipe of and he breaks down like Lady MacBeth.....

                                                                            



      And still, there is no answering for any of the labyrinth of lies concerning anything about Benghazi and the need to have offered up for sacrifice an entire embassy compound and staff, and the careers of more general officers than were demoted and/or removed from service after the surprise attack by the Japanese.  Imagine Petreaus, after his treatment by Hillary in the Senate hearings, to later, after Benghazi coming forth and singing her praises.  And Ham, after blustering , becomes a lobotomised buffoon, misrepresenting fly-times and response alternatives with robotic predictability.
     And still we await some indication that there will be a final confession and/or statement of realisation and fact that the Obama Socialised Medicine Initiative is dead...the numbers are not only cooked, but totally invented.  And we further hope that there is enough testosterone left on the right side of the aisle to unconditionally and totally hoist the entire 2,600 pages of "settled law" and its attendant 40,000 pages of ''settled regulations" into the vat of boiling acid that was supposed to have been left at Fort Marcy Park one night not so long ago.


     What villainous people these marxists are.   There is no health in them.


More later, when the effect of my NoDoze and AirWick cocktail wears off.
El Gringo Viejo
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