December 22,23,24, 2019 “God is not for man to scan. The proper study of mankind is man.”

December 22,23,24, 2019

“God is not for man to scan.

The proper study of mankind is man.”

Who knows? Maybe John Dingle is in Hell. I know, based on his voting record, he should be in Hell. Besides, it’s not my call. 

  And, “Politics ain’t beanbag>”

“Billingsgate” isn’t just a place, It’s a state of mind that’s as real as your boot.  

If Wogette Rashida Tlaib, a member of Congress who specializes in petty theft, can call the President, our President, our beloved President, il magnifico to his myriad admirers a “motherfucker” and suffer no consequences, no reprisals then a case can be made for Dingell’s permanent status in Gehenna. And maybe his wife should shut her effin’ mouth.

And exactly when did uxorial privilege, something not mentioned in the Constitution, trump elections? By the bye, didn’t Pelosi dump Dingle’s sad-sacked ass a few years ago?

Mayor Richard Dailey, he of the Chicago School of “Don’t bring a knife to a gun fight”, a place this week where 13 people were shot while attending a memorial service for someone who survived the genocide of Black abortion only to fall victim to the feral violence caused by Trump’s mean spirited withdrawal from the good-hearted, well intended Paris Climate Accord, felt he was Hell-bound because he put a huge thumb on the scale for JFK in 1960. By continuing the fix that was begun in Duval County, Texas by Honest Abe Fortas in 1948, the one where he “found” 200 votes, surprisingly in alphabetic order, that put “Landslide” Lyndon Johnson in the Senate, the one where preliminary sketches of the DC Vietnam Wall were approved. That’s a lot of baggage for an Irish-Catholic to carry to his grave without the saving grace of “God and sinner reconciled”.

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Let me reveal some of the reasons why I “carry water” for the President. Some, not all.

#1 – Ass of today, Trump has confirmed 187 Federal Judges. He has 2 Supreme Court Justices. He has remade 2 Circuit Courts and is close to swinging the whackaloon 9^th Circuit Court back to what the Founders thought it should be. 

#2 – He moved the American Embassy in Israel from Zabar’s East to Jerusalem.

#3 – Modern American Liberal economic condescending notwithstanding, he has “created” the greatest anti-Poverty program for non-Whites in History. He helped them to get jobs at a rate and at wages never before seen.

#4 – Decades ago, a very wise man told me never to argue with a canceled check. NYSE, NASDAQ, S&P. Check it out.

#5 – He’s “smart and no fool.”

I recycled “The Kingdom of Speech” by Tom Wolfe to Texas where I am now in Christmas residence with my Texas Ladies. It is an astonishing book in that it delivers Texas-sized ass whuppings to, inter alia, Noam Chomsky and then the 400-pound gorilla squawking and shitting all over the room, the one and only Charles Darwin.

I once advised the son of a dear friend that rather than wasting energy on whether man descended from the apes or the bears the question of why, after more than a century and a half, it is still just a theory. Granted, it is the Theory but then again Ptolemy was numero uno for 15 centuries. And speaking of people headed to the “undiscovered country,” what is the over/under of Slow Joe Biden making it to Labor Day?

The other book, one worthy of a few fingers of an adult beverage, is “Carnage and Culture” by Victor Davis Hanson. Its premise is simple: Free men become better fighters. They become cold blooded, vicious killers when defending what is theirs. 

Hanson’s line describing Rorke’s Drift, a battle where the Zulu outnumbered the British by at least 40 to 1 – “The most dangerous place to be in the world was 100 yards in front of the British guns” - is another way of updating the Texas expression “Ain’t a horse can’t be ridden, ain’t a rider can’t be throwed.” And although I am bound and determined not to be cliché-ridden, maybe it’s not the size of the man in the fight but rather the size of the fight in the man.

“Lawrence of Arabia”, in what is now inarguably the greatest movie ever made, has a scene that proves the point.

Alec Guinness argues for more guns, artillery to be precise, because it is what made Britain great. “Discipline,” responds Anthony Quayle. 

By the time you get to Midway you are starting to feel sorry for those poor Jap bastards. 

2 books, worthy of note.

I think Greta Thunberg – and shouldn’t her parents be punished for abusing her? - the snotty little Swedish shit who suggested that anyone not subscribing fully to her Luddite positions on man’s achievements be taken out and shot, has suggested that Solyndra should be revived. There’s a plan.

It’s Kwanzaa time again.

I was present in 1967 when it was finalized. Like “The Aeneid” it was created out of whole cloth. Is there an Ebonically correct word for the old English standby bullshit?

Furthering the cause of Black Power bullshit – Is that proof of White Supremacy or is just ignorant racism per se? – is an article in the Dallas Morning News written by W. Mondale Robinson. In it he says, after saying that “poll taxes and literacy tests” are keeping black men from voting. [N.B. “from voting” suggests present tense] Am I the only one to remember that 35 years ago, as a consolation prize and a participation trophy for being shut out in the Democratic primaries, Jesse Jackson was given a credit card and a sack filled with Benjamins every week precisely  to register Black voters.

I guess that didn’t work out.

Further, I come from Florida with news that Mr. Robinson is, based on his article, not familiar with. 

Andrew Gillum, the Black candidate for Governor, also a man with an ethical problem no bigger than a man’s fist on the horizon, is not Governor because 35,000 Black women in the Tampa area did not like his opposition to charter schools. 

“All politics is local” but maybe Mr. Robinson should have included the local ladies in his quest for the perfect society, not quite free from racism.

Pick one

Merry Christmas

or

A non-denominational Seasons’ Greetings

nah,

Merry Christmas

December 18, 2019 Rosemary O’Hara – Editorial Page Editor The Sun Sentinel RE: Some early Christmas presents, one for me and one for you.

December 18, 2019

Rosemary O’Hara – Editorial Page Editor

The Sun Sentinel

RE: Some early Christmas presents, one for me and one for you.

MS O,

Having no genetic, linguistic, or cultural knowledge of chutzpah, I have had to rely on neighborhood immersion – Bayonne, NJ was diversely multicultural before it became politically fashionable – and political scallawaggery, particularly of the modern American Liberal variety.

As I got to the editorial part of today’s unlinkable Sun Sentinel I was shocked, shocked to see Debbie Wasserman-Schultz, tressed as a wanabe Medusa – fair comment, no? – pledging her fealty and genuflecting in obeisance to the Constitution.

Scratch that.

Not all of it.

As a general principle, if proponents of Article 1 – the Congress, of course, the Congress – have a pickable bone with fans of Article 2 – the President, of course the President – they seek succor from the supposedly non-political  solons – the Judges, of course, the Judges who got to their seats in  a most political way. It was one of the things that fascinated de Tocqueville. 

Chief Justice Roberts, nominated by a Republican President, cast the deciding vote that enabled ObamaCare [“We have to pass it to see what’s in it”, remember?] to limp on. 

Hey, sometimes shit happens.

I say this because in San Francisco, home to Nancy Pelosi and shrine to Harvey Milk [And why has fellow murder victim, Mayor George Moscone, been rocketed down the memory hole at warp speed? Isn’t he just as dead as the credibly alleged pedophile Milk, and by the same hand? Will Moscone have a bus stop named after him?], a city where people come from all over to stand in front of her house, drop their drawers, and shit in honor of her “wokeness” and for her continuing inclusion in the Guinness Book for the largest cumulative amount of industrial strength Botox in a soon to be incontinent octogenarian.

No sense being a little ad hominem, is there? 

But I digress.

Every time I read of Little Debbie championing the Rule of Law and singing the praises of political freedom, a gift to each of us at birth, “a gift from beyond the stars”, I am reminded of September 18, 2001. 

It was the date when then State Senator Debbie Debbie sent Agent Mineva, aka the “bad cop” and Agent Thomas, aka, the “good cop”, both of whom had badges, guns, and the full majesty of the Law, to my house to question me about something I wrote. Both were detectives in the Florida Department of Law Enforcement. 

I am still confused.

Is that a chilling effect or its evil twin, the dreaded slippery slope?

It’s OK for a Jew-hating Wogette member of Congress to call the President a “mother fucker” and it’s OK for a crack ho-looking ex-comedienne to walk around with a severed head of our beloved President. If I suggest, in writing that State Senator Snot is less than the perfect ideal of an elected official I get a call from a friggin’ SWAT team. 

The 2 tangible things to come out of that fairly polite 3^rd degree sweating – “Bad cop” Mineva told me it would be “better for me” if stopped writing to all elected officials – was that it scared my wife Amy, now long gone. Thanks, MS Turd. The other was that I got to know Nat Hentoff who promised he would write a column about me if I got arrested. “Easy for you to say,” was my reply.

I sent copies of all my notes to Debbie, the Doyenne of Broward brujas, to Tom Fiedler, then, in a twist of fate, the Editorial Page Editor of the Miami Herald. I told him that should he find one threatening word I would apologize to her and never write to her again.

18 years later my quill and nib are still sharp and still burnished from frequent use. As is, I hope, my wit.

She, as the prototypical modern American Liberal, that is to say someone who loathes the Constitution because it slows their goal of creating the perfect man, will always provide me with a constant “target-rich environment”.

Since she is someone for whom abortion is a Sacrament and someone who believes, deeply believes, that robbing individual Peter to pay collective Paul is the basis for all good public policy, I know that she will keep tossing off-speed batting practice pitches to her most “deplorable” fan.

Kevin Smith

WARRIORNARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

December 14, 2019 Granny Bloomberg

December 14, 2019

Granny Bloomberg, meaner than cat shit Granny Bloomberg, to put a very precise point on it, wants to shut down all the coal mines, all the coal-fired power plants that give us light and air conditioning to show his solidarity with all the COPD people – Full Disclosure requires me to reveal that I am one of them – and to demonstrate his fealty to Gaia and Greta.

The last 12 words of the 5^th Amendment – “nor shall private property be taken for public use without just compensation” - are precious. Also, should Crank Bloomberg become President, they will form the basis for the Lawyers’ Full Employment Act.

My question is simple.

As he shuts down the coal industry – Again full disclosure requires that I was in the coal mining business for 11 years – in Kentucky and West Virginia, 7 mines in Kentucky, 5 mines in Logan County, West Virginia, and I was Chief Financial Officer of a public company that operated a 100 car load out facility in Beckley, West Virginia. As to the latter, we sold $25,000,000 of compliance steam coal to Turkey and Italy with the purchases and payments being secured by Neste, a Finnish bank.

I mentioned “compliance steam coal” because that is an industry term for low sulfur coal which in this country means 1% or under sulfur. I mention that because Tom Steyer, a fargin’ hypocritical arsehole who made a gazillion dollars selling “dirty” coal, sometimes with 5% sulfur content, to China and India.

One of the characteristics common to al fire breathing, card carrying modern American Liberals is that no sin is to grievous that it can’t be forgiven – I take that back. To suggest that homosexuality is, despite its obvious advantage in limiting population growth, not a totally  acceptable life style is to invite perpetual vitriol and billingsgate and a perpetual exile to Dante’s undiscovered 10^th, 11^th, and unimaginable 12^th Circle – if you come to know the Baby Jesus and kneel in obeisance to Ned Lud and offer fealty to the pseudo-scientist Lysenko.

Steyer hinted that it was OK to sell coal, particularly “dirty” coal”, to the Slopes and Dotheads because they are, you know what I’m saying, the:”lesser breeds”

BREAKING NEWS!

Trade pacts with the Chinese, the Mexicans, and the Canucks? Nah.

2 more Trump Appellate Judges confirmed? Nope.

Johnson re-elected and the coming death of the Euro? Nothing doing?

The really big news is that the United States Navy named a ship after Harvey Milk.

Milk received a less than honorable from the Navy for “conduct unbecoming”. When he was murdered, he was being actively investigated for ongoing paedophilia. Mayor George Moscone, a devout Italian Catholic and a practicing heterosexual was also shot by the same perpetrator. 

Moscone was also a Navy veteran. He did not conform to Churchill’s sarcastic comment about the “traditions of the Navy”, traditions such a “rum, sodomy, and the lash”.

Had he lived he would have been eligible for benefits administered by the Veterans’ Administration, a benefit not available to Milk.

Moscone is just as dead a Milk. 

Why isn’t his name on a ship?

Is there a bus stop named after him?

Matthew Shepherd, a 23-year-old openly practicing homosexual frequented a bar in Laramie, Wyoming known for its “rough trade” clientele. He was picked up by 2 men who savagely murdered him.

Jess Dirkhising was a 12-year-old boy who was kidnapped by 2 homosexual perverts who repeatedly raped him, poured lighter fluid down his throat, and, after 2 days of terror and savagery, strangled him. 

Why is the 12-year-old forgotten while the 23-year-old is lionized?

There is an unconfirmed rumor that Provincetown and Wilton Manors want to name a day-care center after him. Is it border line hate speech to say things like that? Is it border line hate thought to think things like that? My devotion to “Freemen speak with free tongues” affords me my first aegis, That, plus Stage 4 lung cancer, makes me 10m foot tall and bullet proof from the outraged pansy class.

And, don’t forget, Socialism got a Texas-sized ass whupping in the UK this week. Yo, Bernie Sanders! Hello, Lieawatha Warren! Wazupwidat?

The USS Harvey Milk? How about the USS Eddie Slovik? The USS Walter Duranty? The USS Bonnie & Clyde? Is John Edwards still alive? How about the USS Julie & Ethel? How about the USS Willie Horton? Is it time for Walter Jenkins to begin his comeback? Let’s name the next nuclear submarine after him. He was good at putting the sharp end up the spout first, wasn’t he? How about Big Bill Tilden? How about the USS Oscar Wilde?

I watched the Army/Navy game today. When did Army have to be further identified by adding West Point to its name? Was that to distinguish it from Army Malibu or Army/Upper West Side? 

The USAA, a large insurance company that only sells to active duty personnel and honorably discharge veterans, is where I picked up the inconvenient fact that if they were not murdered, Mayor Moscone would have been actively solicited as a customer while Supervisor Milk would have been turned away like Typhoid Mary.

Could that have withstood a court challenge, particularly a court stocked with Wide-Bottomed Hillary appointees? No way, Jose.

Kevin Smith

WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

PS – I know it’s almost Christmas but it’s a bit sticky in Fort Lauderdale. I turned the A/C on to cool myself and seek succour from my various ailments. Thank God I have my copy of ”The Population Bomb”, the book that told us 50 years ago that we would all die by the year 2000, either by freezing or starving. How is Professor Paul Ehrlich, the Jeremiah who regularly appeared on the Johnny Carson Show to tell us that there was no hope, don’t buy any green bananas, and, even worse, the Roman Catholic Church was to blame doing these days? While we’re at it, should we consult the Dutch about what to do about rising sea levels, particularly since the Venetians seem to have lost their way? Also, is their any support for my starting a “Go Fund Me” page for defrocking Norman Borlaug of his Nobel Prize? He was the leader in GMOs. That is to say that he altered the genetic composition of hundreds of crops, beans, and assorted food stuffs. Along the way, he saved millions of lives. Should we kill them to show our solidarity with the whackaloon  wing nuts who think man-made ice is an infamia? 

December 15, 2019 Rosemary O’Hara – Editorial Page Editor The Sun Sentinel RE: “Don’t make me choose” – A precis, brief of course, of today’s unlinkable Sun Sentinel, with emphasis on the nexus of education, free speech, and unintended consequences.

December 15, 2019

Rosemary O’Hara – Editorial Page Editor

The Sun Sentinel

RE: “Don’t make me choose” – A precis, brief of course, of today’s unlinkable Sun Sentinel, with emphasis on the nexus of education, free speech, and unintended consequences.

MS O,

I want to blame the feral chaos in Florida public schools, a topic that your Page 1 news story shows the results but not the cause[s], on Abe Fortas but  your separate article on anti-Semitism, also Page 1, prompted a “chilling effect” that nudged me to the “slippery slope” exit ramp labeled self-censorship.

By the time using race got to its overflowingly ripe fistula posture in determining educational policy, Obama, he of the still undiscovered 57 or 58 states plus the elusive English/Austrian dictionary and his self-proclaimed “wingman” Eric Holder, he of the Clinton pardon giveaways in January 2001, the rice was cooked.

Obama’s policy had a simple goal. Cut, reduce, decrease, retard, exfoliate, desiccate – choose your own word – the number of Black, Negro, colored, high yellow or shining ebony students with the Mark of Cain on their transcripts cum rap sheets, a Scarlet Letter of, and let’s be charitable because it is the Holy Season of Advent, “irrational exuberance”, particularly in classroom interpersonal relationships.

Let me get back to Abe Fortas.

I’m never sure whether it was Jesse Jackson or Al Sharpton – and we give their Reverend status a good look – who called New York Jews “hooked nose interloping diamond merchants” but it seems not to have harmed their public careers. In fact, a strong case could for it enhancing them.

Do you remember Harold Howe? He was LBJ’s first, forgive me, educational rabbi? He had a strong Lysenko streak in his educational DNA. With careful preparation, meticulous tending, and strong community support and encouragement, students could be genetically altered to become, at once, better students, caring citizens, and contributing members of society who believe in doing all they cold for the collective good of their society.

He got his job because “Landslide Lyndon” sent Abe Fortas, the prototypical “New York lawyer”, as Bernie Nusbaum, Esq described himself after Vince Foster ate his gun in 1993, to Duval County, Texas to aid in the recount of the Democratic primary for US Senate in1948. Olivay, but, mirabile dictu, Honest Abe found 200 votes, in alphabetical order, that made Johnson a Senator. He then became Vice President and, if we are to believe “MacBird”, President Johnson. And it all began in Duval County, Texas. That’s where the first plans for the D.C. Vietnam Wall were hatched. 

[Full disclosure requires me to tell you that I first fracked an oil well there in 1974. I add that both I and the Republic have survived. That experience led me to 10 years in the cola business in Kentucky and West Virginia as a sole proprietor, general partner, and as an officer and director of a public company. These activities now have caused me to have a 3^rd party start my car because Granny Bloomberg and Friggin’ Hypocrite Tom Steyer want to have me flayed, flogged, dismembered, and then defenestrated]

Harold Howe was incidental collateral damage. Concomitant with LBJ proudly announcing that the Navy and the Air Force could not bomb a single “Vietnamese shit house” without his imprimatur.

The goal was to raise self-esteem by increasing test scores. One of the ways that were tired and abandoned was to change PI from 2.1416 to 3.0. It did increase math scores but some practical people realized that a whole generation of bridges would fall down. Of course, it would have led toa perpetual “Summers of Recovery” fueling hundreds of thousands of “shovel ready” jobs offset, tragically, by all those bodies in the river.

On to school violence.

Edmund Burke said perpetual conflict in any society is always between order and freedom.

I ended my daughter’s pre-teen bullying – she was the catcher and let me add that Congressman Schiff never had a violence-free lunch when he was in high school – the old-fashioned, Bayonne way. Further, I was perfectly willing to accept the consequences.

I will spend Christmas with her and her 3 daughters – My Texas Ladies – in Texas, “weather permitting and if the Creek don’t rise”. Believe me when I tell you that the same order of protection has been extended to them. I don’t know if we can stretch this particular to a universal, a problem unknown to moon-bat modern American Liberals, but

NOLO ME TANGERE CUM IMPECUNIS

is certainly worth a try.

Kevin Smith

WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

PS – Somewhere in your paper today someone says Boris Johnson is “an incredible lucky politician”. Napoleon, when promoting a field grade officer, expected them to be brilliant but demanded that they be lucky. Plus, I have it form2 impeccable confidential sources, both well-known whistle blowers who, alas, must stay confidential, that eh KGB offered Wide-Bottomed Hillary a daily tongue bath, not from Barbara Mikulski or Rosa DeLauro, is she would not campaign in Pennsylvania, Ohio, Michigan, or Wisconsin. Also, the word deplorable, a word that she came to love as her own, came straight 13 Dherzinsky Square. Thus, the tradition of Russian collusion in American elections, a tradition begun by KGB agent and Pulitzer Prize winning New York Times columnist Walter Duranty in 1932, was continued. 

One more thing.

Your Page 31A headline “Study says diet plays a big role in how large whales can get” causes me to smell Pulitzer, maybe even a reality show. Are hyo suggesting that he ore whales eat they bigger they get? Would that apply to one of the underlying causes of teenage violence, particularly in schools. Might teenage obesity be at root of the problem? Maybe if we ban double cheeseburgers, burritos, and the ominously existential threat of unlimited Big Gulps we would see a downturn in bullying? Maybe Granny Bloomberg is on to something.

Almost a clean getaway.

As to sea level rise, has anybody spoken to the Dutchies and the Japos? They have a pretty good record of keeping Neptune out of the rec room.

I promise this is it.

Can I use Shylock as a noun if I promise not to use it as a verb?

December 11, 2019 Randy Schultz The Sun Sentinel RE: “Wingman” is now a 4-letter word?

 December 11, 2019

Randy Schultz

The Sun Sentinel

RE: “Wingman” is now a 4-letter word? Some comments on your unlinkable column on the never-ending run of mendacious perfidy in the unspeakable Trump administration.

Mr. Schultz.

How do I know that you are not familiar with the details, particularly the gory ones, of the Albigensian Heresy? It is one of the gifts that God gives to His growing flock of “deplorables”. 

You say that impeaching Trump is a no-brainer.

Further, you say that AG Barr should be boiled in the same pot.

One of the great stories to come out of the aforementioned heresy concerns the end of the siege of Nantes. 

With the battle clearly won, the Bishop ordered the General to raze the town and put any survivors to the sword. The General tells the Bishop that some of the people inside are ours.

“Kill them all,” says the Bishop. “God will know his own.” Thus, the Logic of modern American Liberals is revealed.

You say in your column that Senator Graham is AG Barr’s “wingman”. Thus, according to the strict rules of modern American Liberal “doublespeak”, “wingman” becomes a 4-letter word.

Eric Holder, when he was Attorney General, publicly and specifically, referred to himself as the President’s “wingman”.

Since due process and precedent no longer count, can we retroactively impeach Holder? How about Obama? 

The Albigensian brouhaha led to the re-introduction of Aristotle to medieval Europe. His writings on Ethics became all the rage but you knew that, didn’t you?

Kevin Smith

WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

December 8, 2019 She brought it up; I didn’t.

December 8, 2019

She brought it up; I didn’t. Nancy Pelosi, late of the Baltimore grifting and grafting Pelosis and D’Allesandros and how is that experiment in big city Democratic politics working out these days, who can, thanks to Botox, pee through her navel while standing up, brings the Catholic Church into the conversation.

  And it is the Feast of the Immaculate Conception, a concept that covers all the deuced difficult things about the Roman Catholic Church. We are asked to believe a contra-Logical thesis and then we are told that not only must we believe it but there is no possibility of error.

Chinese restaurants give you the option of one from Column A and one from Column B and mixing is not allowed. The Catholic Church, as it has done imperfectly for 20 centuries, al least 100 generations, has taken the choice off the menu. 

It’s like you are in the jewelry business and you are invited to your first DeBeer’s “showing”. You accept it in its entirety or you reject it. In the case of DeBeer’s, rejection almost always guarantees that you will not be invited back. Once the Church releases its Hound the pursuit is perpetual and relentless. [vide Francis Thompson]

Nancy Pelosi, in her pristine cloak of invisibility, the one that prevents innocent bystanders from asking if she knows that deep down, as a card carrying, fire breathing modern American Liberal, she really is full of shit, says she was raised in a house where hate never entered, where love, agape, to put an extremely fine point on it, ruled in a most beneficently despotic way. 

And then came Roe v Wade.

[Let the record show that Justice Marshall, at once the best trial lawyer and the worst Justice of the 20^th century, said in his affirming opinion that Blacks should favor abortion as an alternative to growing up in a society drowning in racism. That may explain why Black women, about 6% of the population, have had between 35% and 40% of the abortion since 1973 performed on them. I ask that since various agencies of both Federal and local governments predicate public policy on something called “disparate effect”, regardless of motive. Why isn’t the net racial effect of abortion called “genocide?”]

Anyway, Nancy with the perpetually smiling face, with a grin set in marble and a smirk sculpted out of titanium, announces that as a Catholic hate is verboten, silent prayer, even for your enemies, is good, and here comes the Screwtape/Wormwood deal breaker, abortion is sacred. 

Attention Speaker Pelosi, Senator Durbin, Senator Casey, and the almost exponentially expanding, non-aborted Kennedys who have not yet assumed their entitled places at the tables of power and privilege – Dare I say “White Privilege?” – abortion is still an infamia, it is still malum per se.

Maritain told us that a soul “is a bit of straw into which God has breathed life”.

Nancy Pelosi, for whom people come from all over the country and squat in front of her house in San Francisco after removing their knickers and shit, either in homage to her “wokeness” or in condemnation of her “plaid is my favorite color of theology and morality” om abortion.

It would take a phalanx of Herculeses to sweep and sanitize the ordure from her reasoning and actions.

Let her become Anathema 

My favorite Christmas Carol is “Hark, the Herald Angels Sing” which has a most profound line in it. “God and sinner reconciled” is God’s grace being extended to public sinners such as Nancy Pelosi.

It is time, indeed it is past time, to come to hear and heed Dante’s words and come out of the cave, “look up and see the stars”. 

And yes, Madam Speaker, those sounds are of the Hound in relentless pursuit coupled with the prayerful sounds of Catholics and men of good will everywhere praying for your ‘Amazing Grace’ moment.

Kevin Smith

WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

PS – Nobody ever said it was easy being a Catholic but Augustine, a model of diversity and multi-culturalism before they were popular, said, “Love God and do what you will.”

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December 4, 2019 Rosemary O’Hara – Editorial Page Editor The Sun Sentinel RE: “Fairness”

December 4, 2019

Rosemary O’Hara – Editorial Page Editor

The Sun Sentinel

RE: “Fairness” – Exactly what in the name of “fairness” do you mean by “fairness”? Some comments, some of which may be considered “unfair” by those who are unfamiliar with Logic and routinely ignore the hard-learned lessons of History. Your editorial in today’s unlinkable Sun Sentinel is like 3 fingers of Cardhu.

MS O,

I will be on Sistrunk Boulevard today on route to this month’s second surgical encounter. Sistrunk Boulevard was named after a famed Black obstetrician, not a famed bald Black NFL defensive lineman. 

Speaking of “fairness”, how many Black people do you know who own municipal bonds? There are women living in and around Sistrunk Boulevard who are Black single parents who have children in need of a good Ritalin program who live in Section 8 housing. How many of them own municipal bonds?

The interest on municipal bonds is free from Federal taxation. Since it is “a well known fact” that the overwhelming majority of bond owners is White why should, as Senator Lieawatha Warren says, “hard working Black middle class residents of Sistrunk Boulevard” – no slackers or Welfare Queens there, right? – have to make up the short-fall in Federal revenues caused by White privilege exploiters?

That doesn’t sound “fair” to me.

Does it sound “fair” to you? 

I forget if you were in favor of the $700 million dollar + school construction bond issue. It turned out that it was as smart as giving your testosterone loaded son a case of beer, a quart of Jack in the Black to go along with the keys to the new Shelby GT. 

More on “fairness”.

Why are all the deeply Blue states caterwauling about the loss of the SALT tax deduction. To put a very fine point on it, all local taxes were deductible on your Federal return. The higher your tax bracket the more the SALT bite was lessened. That doesn’t sound very “fair” to the hard-working Black Mom on Sistrunk who has already been cheated by a bloated sub-par educational system. Where on the name of community activists everywhere is the “fairness” in that?

Will any SALT protestors be stopping traffic on Sistrunk Boulevard today because of “unfairness”?

Modern American Liberals scream bloody blue murder about stare decisis when it suits their purpose. I submit Roe v Wad while forgetting Plessy v Ferguson.

I suggest a “fair” way to increase Federal revenues would be to undo Gibbons v Ogden because of its existential “unfairness”.

Kevin Smith

WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

PS – The last part of your last sentence – “…or spend it to make their lives better.” – is, as they would say in Bayonne, a pisser. “Shovel-ready jobs”, “cash for clunkers”, “Summer of Recovery” are less than 10 years old. Didn’t Donna Shalala tell us in1998 that we would all be dead from AIDS in 10 years? She did. Who can forget the hugely successful Department of Energy and its unbelievably successful Department of Energy? We, as a country, fought 2 wars in the 1960s. At least the one in Vietnam ended. The other one, the one against poverty, goes on and on and on and on. I ask, 54 years into it, are the poor less poor? Is housing cheaper? Can Johnny read better than he could 54 years ago?

It is proof positive that “Waiting for Godot” and “Seinfeld” will run forever.

It. “making lives better” bespeaks 2 traits common to modern American Liberals, particularly ink-stained wretches and wenches of the whackaloon, moon bat, wing nut Luddite and Lysenkoists who believe that Utopia is the second exit across the bridge to Nowhere.

#1 – Modern American Liberals believe right down to what passes for their double-helixed souls that man is perfectible, that human nature is malleable with the right stimuli.

In Lud; s case it was his generation’s version of a Molotov cocktail. In Lysenko’s case it was the Gulag. Thus, when a friggin’ moron suggests that the UN invade any country not compliant in the battle against Global Warming or Global Cooling or whatever, the editorial writers are silent. When Goldberg, a good billionaire who did not sink the Titanic, wants to organize flying squads of municipally authorized goons to stop us from refilling Bib Gulps there is a silence not heard since the day before and the day after Kristallnacht.

#2 – It’s called “non-malodorous fecal matter syndrome”. Deplorables know what that means. Others, people who believe like Goldberg that high taxes on the poor are a good thing because they it will make them modify their behavior while they wait for the arrival of government subsidy program for mandatory kale/endive/arugula enemas, may need a translation. For them, send a SASE 

December 1, 2019 Rosemary O’Hara – Editorial Page Editor The Sun Sentinel RE: The nexus of literature, politics, culture, and proof positive that the Duke of Duval County still lives. Some comments on your unlinkable editorial condemning the promiscuously profligate use of “koozies”.

December 1, 2019

Rosemary O’Hara – Editorial Page Editor

The Sun Sentinel

RE: The nexus of literature, politics, culture, and proof positive that the Duke of Duval County still lives. Some comments on your unlinkable editorial condemning the promiscuously profligate use of “koozies”.

MS. O,

First, congratulations on your editorial headline - 

“Broward’s koozie fiasco is a doozy,

but sadly, just the latest” –

which proves that James Joyce and Chicago-style politics are alive, well, and willing bedmates. 

As an Irishman, I am proud whenever Joyce gets a compliment. “Koozie” may be in the next edition of the OED but it isn’t in the current one. Am I revealing my elitist, all male, Catholic prep school background by confessing my knowledge of James Joyce? You betcha!

Any new word – “koozie”, for example – is to be celebrated like Keats’s joy at discovering Chapman’s Homer like “when a new planet swims into his ken”.

It is also proof that when a political entity, Broward County for example.is run by one party, kleptocracy prospers. 

I suggest the evidence of your own eyes will buttress my thesis.

Broward County, Cook County, Detroit, Baltimore, Saint Louis, New York City, Boston, Los Angeles, San Francisco, Seattle, Portland, Newark, inter alia, belong to one party, political and cultural hubris follows “as night the day”.

That they are all run by Democrats shows the Republicans lack the wit to run micro peccadilloes, things such as the world famous urban “5 Finger Discount” for which Big City Dems are world famous,

Miriam Oliphant, Broward County Supervisor of Elections, and if central casting could find a better candidate for the prototypical Broward County modern American Liberal, she would have to come from a Potemkin village. She was a Black female, “clean and articulate” by Slow Joe Biden’s standards, [except when she spoke], multi-degreed [even if the degrees were in whipped cream and gossamer wings].and dumber than a box of hammers.

In 2002, before her shapely 3^rd World ass was fired for Brobdanaglian incompetence, I true to my Hudson County roots, got 6 voter ID cards from her office. Although I believe that the statute has run, the question of whether I used them will remain in pectore until a subpoena is properly served. I believe I will adopt the Lillian Hellman template of testifying. It worked for her. Why not me?

Your unlinkable editorial also mentions Broward Tourism Commissioner Stacy Ritter. She was a favorite pinata of mine, beginning in the last century. She, like Miriam Oliphant also had a shapely ass. And, like MS Oliphant was so egregiously dumb that she made my hair hurt and, when I read my notes to her to my cat Sharpton, he got massive dry heaves. She came by the sobriquet, “Cement Head”, the old-fashioned way: She earned it.

My reference to Duval County – Texas, only Texas – is because of one party rule is where the plans for the DC Vietnam Wall were begun. 

In 1948, Congressman Lyndon Johnson ran in the Democratic Senatorial Primary against sitting US Senator Coke Stevenson. LBJ was a few votes short. He sent Abe Fortas to Duval County to make 2 + 2 equal either 5 or 6. Would you believe he found 200 votes in alphabetical order and all filled out in with the same green ink and that they were all for Johnson? The election supervisor of Duval County did. Speaking of sobriquets, that how LBJ became known as “Landslide Lyndon”.

It was there, in a place not only run by one party but supervised by the same family, for a century, that the opening lines of “The Ballad of the Green Berets” and
“Where Have All the Flowers Gone?” were written.

I am glad that Sheriff Ken Jenne flew too close to the sun. He wanted to invade Palm Beach, didn’t he?

The obvious solution, unelecting the scoundrels, seems beyond the capacity of the Broward County electorate.

Kevin Smith

WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET                 

November 27, 2019 Rosemary O’Hara – Editorial Page Editor The Sun Sentinel MS O, Sad news indeed about the coming kaddish for Eduardo de San Miguel. None of that Tex-Mex pub grub. Their sopa verde alone marked it as a great restaurant.

November 27, 2019

Rosemary O’Hara – Editorial Page Editor

The Sun Sentinel

MS O,

Sad news indeed about the coming kaddish for Eduardo de San Miguel. None of that Tex-Mex pub grub. Their sopa verde alone marked it as a great restaurant.

But I digress. 

About the rally for the great Trump last night…I have long said that Dr. Mengele would sweep any Democratic primary he ran in because of his progressive views on women’s reproductive rights and his strict adherence, to cite Margaret Sanger, to “culling the herd” of undesirables, be they Black, Jewish, deformed or disabled.

Did you see the paltry crowd that Brown-shirt wannabe Debbie Wasserman-Schultz – She sent the cops to my house because of something I wrote. I ask again if they, men with badges and guns, could be construed either as a “chilling effect” or its evil twin, the notorious “slippery slope”? – was able to muster contra Trump?

It reminded me of Labor Day,1984 when VP candidate Geraldine Zucchini-Fellini led the Dem Victory Parade down 5^th Avenue and no one, no one was there. I declared the election to be over and placed wagers accordingly.

Lest I forget, Margaret Sanger was Hitler’s favorite American with the possible exception of that old serial humper, that paragon of mendacity and meretriciousness, Ambassador Poppa Joe Kennedy.

I am sorry but my Sounds Like Bullshit To Me vintage tee shirt has gone walkabout.

Your Page 1 story about the weather screams tautologies, false data, and constructs that are offensive to Logic. No one in NYC can say today if the balloons will fly tomorrow because no one can predict the wind velocity. I mention that because we have omadhauns doubling as climatological Jeremiahs predicting with the metaphysical and moral certitude, not to mention the smugness of a Christian having drawn 4 aces in 5 card stud, what the temperature and sea level will be a friggin’ century from now.

Pop quiz: Did Global Warming end the last Ice Age? Was that good or bad?

Speaking of “settled science”, I am starting a “Go Fund Me” page to bring back Ptolemy and Fred Hoyle. 

Ptolemy’s views on where the earth was in relation to the sun and all those other things ruled the roost for a millennium and a half. That’s 1,500 years. Hoyle’s reign was not as long but just as ironclad. No dissent was allowed. Why do you think stakes were invented?

If, as you say, this year’s hurricanes were “devastating”, how would you characterize the hurricanes in 2005, in 2004, in 1992, 1969. 1962, 1954, 1937, 1935, 1925, the really big one in 1908, and the colossal one 600 years ago that saved the Japanese bacon from being fried by the Chinese and gave birth to the word kamikaze? Did Trump leaving the Paris Climate Accord cause them? 

I told you last week to get your resume in order and to update your c v particularly since those hedge fund corsairs will soon control the Sun Sentinel.

I see that you have paid public fealty and obeisance to the greed driven, profit motivated new keepers of the Exchequer by bumping the Wednesday price to the same as Sunday. The only thing extra is the big ad insert that you charged the advertisers to put in. How many trees and how much fracked petroleum was used to enable you to score Brownie points with the new wage slaves?

Keep your job.

You go, girl!

Kevin Smith

WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

PS – Thanks for telling me not to wash the turkey. Also, “fairness”, the bitch Goddess worshipped by all modern American Liberal ink stained wenches and wretches, demands that you bang the drum loudly for Bob Kuechenberg going into the NFL HoF before Zach Thomas. Kooch helped win 2 Super Bowls. And what the Hell is Dan Dierdorf doing there? He never got to a Super Bowl, never got to a NFC Championship game. I don’t think he ever got to the playoffs. What’s fair is “fair”, right? Throw his sad sacked, sorry ass out. Put #67 in

November 24, 2019 “I saw an elephant in my pajamas.”

November 24, 2019

“I saw an elephant in my pajamas.” How he got into my pajamas is a story for a different time. The next sentence, ripped from the beating heart of the Miami Herald may not have the staying power of the pajama-clad elephant, but how often do they come along? 

“Last Sumatran rhino dies in Bali”

As George Carlin, noted amateur naturalist and cultural commentator said – “Get in the plane, not on it.” “If you live by a volcano, don’t be surprised if you have lava in your living room, said “More than 90%, way more than 90% of everything that has ever lived is gone, is extinct.”

What in the name of Darwin was the Sumatran Rhino doing in Bali? How the Hell did it get there? Did anyone mourn the 3-day weekend 55,000,000 years ago when T-Rex and his carnivorous reptile pals checked out forever? 56 years ago, outside of Huejutla, Mexico, I saw a 3-month-old die of malaria or dengue fever or one of those diseases that we had wiped out by the end of World War 2. The magic bullet was DDT. Spare me the stories about Peregrine falcons and how much they have contributed to the Western Canon. Just tell me how many 3-month-old baby corpses equal one friggin’ dead bird? God Damn Rachel Carson, along with Margaret Sanger and Margaret Mead.

And speaking of a lot of big things happening 55,000,000 years ago, why, after 160 years of debate and trial and error experiments, haven’t we closed the books on the Theory of Evolution? I mean we bitch slapped gravity, went to the moon, hung out, and came back with some cool recuerdos, didn’t we? MRIs, the Green Bay Packer sweep, frequent flyer miles, infomercials, Thalidomide becoming Revlamid, leisure suits, a Polish Pope, a Black President, and shouldn’t the science be settled like Ptolemy did for 1,500 years? Why is it hanging out there like a fart in church or a 4 day old latke?

The reptiles checked out; the mammals flourished. The rest is History.

The New Yorker announced a mew cartoon policy. One of my favorites shows 2 couples at the front door. One of them says, “Drink for drink, dinner for dinner, weekend for weekend, we’re even. Let’s call it quits.” “I said rich doctor, not witch doctor” has been sent after the Pioneer space probe. I can’t even mention the “Coon from Kuhn Loeb”.

The new policy is simple. Trump sucks, he must be destroyed, make it funny. It’s OK if you don’t.

Clint Eastwood makes and stars in great movies for more than 50 years. “The Eiger Sanction” is the best movie ever made about mountain climbing. It also reminds me of how much I miss New Mexico. I learned basic rock-climbing skills when I took an Outward Bound course at a Peace Corps training site in Puerto Rico, I learned enough to become mediocre. The penalty for being mediocre on a mountain, tethered to a 3/8^th inch rope 

running through a carabineer hanging from a piton that you have driven far enough, hopefully, into a crack in the mountain, is death. All that a mediocre cello player can do is offend the memory of Bach. I have a scar on my left elbow that proves the adage “Whether the elbow hits the mountain or the mountain hits the elbow it’s going to be the same for the elbow. Thus ended my last successful rappelling sortiet at Dos Bocas dam, close to Utuado. “Not on belay”.

Michael Bloomberg has announced his availability for the Presidency of the United States. After failing to convince a disinterested and thirsty public of the dangers, I daresay the existential dangers, of unempty Big Gulps he has decided to end “Stop and Frisk” and replace it with kale enemas. I want to see him do that in eastern Kentucky just after he takes their guns away, just after banning tobacco and hog cracklings. He will also continue the hugely successful Obama policy of telling Putin to “cut it out” when he does something shitty. Plus, snake handling is doomed.

Go Mikey!

Congressman Eric Swalwell [D-CA], the author of the now universally accepted Swalwell Theorem, the one that posits that any charge made against Trump must be believed in its entirety until Jesus Christ himself walks down the middle of the Intracoastal proclaiming “Ego te absolve” and Fat Jerry Nadler signs off on it, did fart and shit in his pants on national TV. I know this because I am a serial phantom shitter and chapter President of the “Fart Proudly” coven. He did it, the turdish toad.

Not since Hoboken, NJ declared itself a “nuclear-free zone” – excluding MRIs, of course – has an American city distinguished itself – actually 2 cities as has Berkeley, CA and Brookline, MA done by banning natural gas, specifically gas from fracking [Full disclosure requires me to reveal that I fracked my first well in Duvall County, Texas in January, 1974. Both I and the Republic have survived. Duval County was where the plans for the DC Vietnam Wall were begun. Vide LBJ & Abe Fortas] Hoboken also distinguished itself because Gerrino’s, a good NJ Eye-Tie bistro, was where Judge Geoffrey Gaulkin, a classmate of Jack Adams at Caldwell High School and a supposedly distinguished sitting NJ Appellate Court Judge, entered into a wager that, haven lost, he welshed on settling. Of course, it was an unenforceable contract which are the only kind that must be enforced. Anyway, Berkeley and Brookline, distinguished by their denizens, all moon-bat, bat shit crazy poltroons who want to open a contemplation center dedicated to the scientific achievements of the great Lysenko and the early or maybe later poetry of Rod McKuen with both schools featuring non-Iambic pentameter stuff. Moon, June, croon, loon, goon, inter alia.

Anyway, Congressman Eric Swalwell [D-CA], the distinguished farter and shitter will appear at the opening with ex-Congresswoman Katie Hill, the rug-munching Sapphic libertine switch hitter, who is available for short term “box lunches”. The Congressman has promised both to fart and shit, a rare double honor.

I couldn’t get my Keytruda last week due to a Medicare SNAFU bordering

 on FUBAR. Bernie and Lieawatha will fix that, won’t they?

I am leaving Chick-fil-A for a while.

Kevin Smith

WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

PS – Hong Kong, 2019 Iran, 2009 – Should Trump abandon Hong Kong as Obama did Iran in 2009? Is it a case of “permanent interests over permanent allies”? We didn’t much care when the Serbs slaughtered the Muslims or the Hutus did in the Tutsis or the other way around, whatever, and nobody gave a rat’s ass when the New York Times acquiesced in Stalin’s slaughter of as many as 10,000,000 Kulaks with Kulak being a synonym for Jew. We have tons and tons of soy beans to sell. Not buy, as another Bayonne luminary, Tino DeAngelis did 56 years ago. Including ones he didn’t own. Vide Tino DeAngelis

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November 22, 2019 The hits keep coming in from California, including an update on Harvey Milk, but first I want to reach across the aisle in a gesture of non-partisanship and see if we can stipulate to the following press release.

November 22, 2019

The hits keep coming in from California, including an update on Harvey Milk, but first I want to reach across the aisle in a gesture of non-partisanship and see if we can stipulate to the following press release.

Hunter Biden – “Orion” to his chums at the elite, all male, Catholic Prep School, the same one his father went to, the school where his dad got his sobriquet, “Cheese Dick”, the old fashioned, he earned it, not the one that Justice Kavanaugh went to – is a foetid bag of rancid eel shit who is also a druggie, both user and dealer, who was stripped of his naval commission and had his sad sacked, sorry ass tossed out of the service and why did the Navy stop keelhauling, ‘cuz this sumbitch earned it – plus, and there’s no sense in going half way to Avernus because he got a leg over on his brother[;s widow in the limo on the way back from the cemetery where his brother had not yet gotten to room temperature, but wait, there’s more. He fathered a bastard child in Bug Fug, Whitewater County, Arkansas There, Clem or Orville, fill in the blank for last name, will have his teeth removed so he won’t outshine his classmates at the cat fish catching school. It is alleged that his Godfather is named “Red Bone”

And this poltroon got $50,000 or maybe $80,000 a month to be on the board of a gas pipe line company in Ukraine with no, none, zip, experience in the gas business save for when he has a wet fart every time he congratulates himself for being the local leader of the Lucky Sperm Club.

If she could, QE2 would send Randy Andy to Ascension Island or Pitcairn. 

Our homegrown limmering, vile scroyle, with the best part of him running down his mother’s leg, will be with us like that brown/yellow stain on his parents’ bed. 

I always said there would be no controversy, none whatsoever, about abortion, if it could be made retroactive. 

Flogging, strapado, bastinado, robo calls – All of them! Simultaneously, if possible. Canoeing with Wide Bottomed Hillary after fitting her with new foundation garments using Jaws of Life equipment, helping Fat Jerry Nadler floss, changing porcine, maybe orvine, Michael Moore’s soiled nappies ------ these must be considered. Let the punishment fit the crime!

While it is true that Slow Joe B9den’s whelp would fuck a snake if someone held its head, Let’s focus on Daddy. Slow Joe Biden, Curly in honor of the smartest stooge, gave a crystal-clear lesson in separating and distinguishing the damned elusive quids from the chimerically ephemeral quos. While at the Walter Duranty Center for Modern American Liberal Useful Idiots, of which there is an apparently never-ending supply, he threatened the pezzonovantes as only an alumnus of the mean streets of Wilmington, Delaware could. “Fire the friggin’ DA by noon or there will be no soup for you. I will take my country ’a money and do a Pasadena. Also, shred the file with my kid’s name on it, or 

else.” I mean it’s Do this and I’ll give you the swag. Don’t do this and I’ll give you bupkis, maybe ugotz. As Colonel Jessup asked, “Are we clear?” 

Breaking news from California

Not the usual “Take your pants down and shit in honor of diversity and multi-culturalism”, not the usual bankrupt PG&E and then blame them when the state burns down, but stuff from its legendary past. First, how far put does the envelope marked
“free speech” go? I know it’s OK for a member of Congress to call the President a “motherfucker”. I know it’s OK to say that the President gets hummers from hid daughter every morning.We know it’s OK for a skank, crack ho comedienne wanabee to walk around with a severed head of the President. I mean, “Sheeit, those 3 are on the short list for “Profile in Courage” laurels, right?” I mean can we talk about Harvey Milk without mentioning his case for sainthood? 35 0or 37 years after the alleged, supposed fact, in either Virginia or Maryland something happened involving sweater meat. Or it didn’t. The only tangible thing to have happened in the Kavanaugh hearings, eerily like when modern American Liberal template, Congresswoman Debbie Wasserman-Schultz sent cops to my house because of something I wrote, was scaring the ladies. In my case, my wife Amy. In Kavanaugh’s case his 2 daughters.

A ditzy broad, with advanced degrees in gestalt, phumfering and caterwauling and 2 years of psychotherapy mumbo-jumbo shows up and says it’s been downhill since concupiscence and that chicks suffer disproportionately. Can anyone imagine what a lawyer named Sol would have done to her on cross examination? I can. 

But back to Venerable Harry. 

Did you know that he was accused and by credible witnesses, of paedophilia? Several jurisdictions were about to toss a coin, draw straws – they were ethically neutral then. Manatees, baby seal killing polar bears, and divers furbish louseworts need not worry – to see who was going to sweat the slimy smarmy bastard. He was a sweetheart, no?

But I want to know why he got his mug on a stamp while his fellow victim, George Moscone, equally shot to shit and just as still dead as Percy Dovetonsils, has a bus stop named after him? 

Or is that a question “beyond the pale”? Get back to me, favore.

Kevin Smith

WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

PS – Why is it OK to criticize Congresswoman Tulsi Gabbard’s whit pant suit while praising Wide Bottomed Hillary’s whole nine-yard white Kristo-like tarp from 3 years ago?

Skip quid pro quo. Go straight to tu quoque. 

November 21, 2019 Ambassador Sundland had given mixed signals on his testimony about Latin phrases.

November 21, 2019

Ambassador Sundland had given mixed signals on his testimony about Latin phrases. Quid pro quo, as any survivor of an all-male, Catholic Prep School can tell you, means something for something.

Then a Congressman, and I’ll bet you will be shocked, shocked when you learn that he is a run of the mill, modern American Liberal who believes in 4^th & 5^th trimester abortion,  that no tax is ever high enough, that man is perfectible because human nature can be changed by “fair” legislation and close regulation. [Honest to God, a word he would like to exile, he really, really does, like all his fellow conspirators, believe such chazzerai], in order to get his attention, started a boycott his wife’s business.

Congressman Blumenauer [D-OR], today’s template of non-malodorous fecal matter syndrome – Translation? Send a SASE – told his phalanx of Social Justice Warriors to boycott her hotel. Further, he told them to go into the lobby in waves, take their pants down or drop their drawers and shit by the registration desk. Also, they were to put 5 pounds of unrefrigerated, 5-day old gorgonzola and limburger by the air ducts, the ones with the blower. Toss a bag of flaming cat shit into the coffee shop and then, having gotten her attention, try to reason with her. “Call your husband and tell him to back off.”

When Ambassador Sundland gave his opening statement, Congressman Blumenauer texted him the following message” “Welcome to the Resistance”

I see things through a Hudson County perspective. If that ain’t witness intimidation, I don’t know what is. 

If you don’t do the desired quid – testifying to our satisfaction – we will do the promised quid; viz. Fuck up your wife’s business, and since you file a joint tax return, take money out of your pocket.

This gives me a chance to borrow a line from “A Man for All Seasons” and pontificate as only somebody comfortably on the sidelines can do.

“A man upon oath holds his soul in his hands as if it were water.

He opens his fingers at his own peril.”

Any word of this from the reptiles in the Main Stream Media? Silly you.

There is nothing in Congressman Blumenauer’s background to suggest that he would have any familiarity with Latin. 

I’ll type slowly as I introduce him to 2 Latin adages.

argumentum ad crumenum & argumentum ad absurdum

One is obvious, one isn’t.

And, by the by, if Ambassador Yovanovich felt:” intimidated” when her Boss told her to stop scratching her ass in public and get better fitting foundation garments, it’s a good thing she wasn’t posted to Benghazi where the local WOGs didn’t much believe in diplomatic courtesy.

Kevin Smith

WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

PS – crumenum refers to money, as in “If you don’t do this I’ll take some of yours”

PPS – Congressman Swallwell [D-CA] did fart on national TV. It is further proof that modern American Liberals really do believe that their shit doesn’t smell. “Fart proudly,” as Ben Franklin said. 

Kevin Smith

WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

November 20, 2019 Randy Schuiltz The Sun Sentinel RE: It’s been awhile – I didn’t want to exceed my annual bag limit – but today’s unlinkable whackaloon polemic with this particular one being filled to 108% of capacity, with 108% being, coincidentally, the bottom tax rate for your Plaid New Deal, led me, inexorably, to an unmatched teaching moment.

November 20, 2019

Randy Schuiltz

The Sun Sentinel

RE: It’s been awhile – I didn’t want to exceed my annual bag limit – but today’s unlinkable whackaloon polemic with this particular one being filled to 108% of capacity, with 108% being, coincidentally, the bottom tax rate for your Plaid New Deal, led me, inexorably, to an unmatched teaching moment.

Mr. Schultz,

“If the system ‘ain’t broke,’ why are 44% of Floridians living in

poverty or paycheck to paycheck? That was the conclusion

 of the United Way’s statewide report in 2017.”

The Sun Sentinel

Page 21A

Today

You

What to do? What to do?

For a moon-bat modern American Liberal loon, one who has never signed both sides of a paycheck, the solutions are obvious, right?

#1 – Raise taxes.

#2 – Raise the minimum wage.

#3 – Repeat #1 & #2 as many times as necessary.

#4 – Make it easier to fill you own teeth, do self-pneumonectomies, and learn how to play the cello by infomercial than it is to start your own business.

#5 – Turn Flower Power & Light into Pacific Gas & Electric

#6 – Eliminate all stock dividends because they proclaim White Privilege.

#7 – Bring back “Midnight Basketball”, with it being properly funded this time.

#8 – Bring back “shovel ready jobs” Have half the 44% living in poverty dig big ditches. Have half the 44% living in poverty fill the ditches with vehicles from “Cash for Clunkers”. Have the next half dig them out. Repeat #1 a new location. Use the non-felonious [misdemeanor allegations are acceptable] border jumpers do cleanup work while they wait for their Medicare for All and their scholarships to kick in. Support legislation giving them automatic Masters’ degrees when they become registered voters. Waive the requirement for photo IDs and the ban on firearms – with an exception for assault rifles, obviously – when getting on an airplane. 

#9 – Pay them to go to Nancy Pelosi’s house in San Francisco, Have them do a synchronized trou-drop and shit in her honor.

#10 – Unicorn ranches, Rainbow Stew canneries, balloon juice vending machines at cow fart refilling stations, “Peace in our Time, this time forever,” “All them corn fields and ballet at night” ….Why not? Particularly if men of good will come together to “Speed the Plow”, reach the horizon keeping us from entering Utopia and, as easily as water runs uphill and the leopard changes is spots, jump into the land of milk and honey.   

That sounds suspiciously like Bernie the Bolshie and Lieawatha Warren, doesn’t it? Sorry about that. I mean this to be as non-partisan as Joe Friday’s “just the facts.” Wait a minute. I did, didn’t?

I am going to give you, in anticipation of the Holy season of Advent, an early Christmas present. Alas, since you are a card-carrying, fire breathing, modern American Liberal you will like this as much as Dracula would like an hour of Outward Bound – I am an alumnus - drown proofing lessons in a pool illuminated by perpetual sunrises. [I was going to include a sigmoidoscope with ground glass, cucaracha beans, and inserting an 11-inch stent made of barbed wire but chose not to]

You mention corporations having to pay their “fair share” of taxes. [Putting corporations and “fair share: into the same sentence is almost as bad as putting “science  and consensus” into the same sentence is both non-complementary and contradictory, pus it is offensive to Logic, And yes, I will explain.] People living in what used to be known as the rea world know that “fairness” is like truth, beauty, equity, justice, and the American Way in that they lie strictly in the eye of the beholder. Herewith some puffballs. Jus like batting practice.

Define “fairness” without using tautologies.

Don’t tell me that summer is hot because winter is cold.

Give me the bid & asked of “fairness”

Post hoc ergo propter hoc is verboten

If the above sounds like a day trip to Babel on the 

Glossolalia Express send a SASE

Here comes the “smoking gun”. It is, to cite former Vice President, Alpha Gump, still the underappreciated inventor of the internet, and thus the guy most responsible for cyberbullying, an “inconvenient truth”.

I am sure you have heard about 3 Martini lunches, about companies paying lobbyists to buy Congressmen, about faceless, rapacious cabals despoiling the mortally wounded Mother Nature and her hand-maiden, the irenic Gaia, about private jets with polar bear killing carbon footprints, but I am willing bet that, absent satanic corporate concupiscence, they have another thing in common.

All of the supra activities are tax deductible. 

Let us turn to an unabashed judicial hero of the Progressive Left, Federal Circuit Judge Learned B. Hand. Among the many of his legal adages and maxims  that have entered the “seamless web” of the nexus of law and culture is the following:

“It is a patriot’s duty to arrange his affairs in such a manner that he

pays the least amount of taxes as possible. At best, taxes 

are an enforced exactitude, not a voluntary contribution.”

Speaking of tax dodges, why is the interest paid on municipal bonds exempt frpm Federal income taxes? Do you know nay of the 44% of Floridians “living in poverty: who own municipal bonds? Do you know any tenants of Section 8 housing who own municipal bonds? Do you know of any inner-city single Moms, almost always women of color, with children in need of a good Ritalin program but without access to cheap, reliable public transportation which we all know is woefully underfunded?

I don’t either. 

But I digress. 

POW! BOOM! ZAP!

Corporations don’t pay taxes, Never have; never will.

It is simply an additional expense, one more part of the cost basis of the product. It is paid by the end user or the customer. The heartless corporation merely becomes the collection agent for the state.

I was given a tour in the mid-80s of the new World HQ of an international law firm. The partner tour guide told me that they were going to have “a big monthly nut to crack”. [That’s dreaded private sector jargon] “Don’t worry,” I told him. “I’m going to pay it.”

Just like taxes, you ohmadhan.

Kevin Smith

PS – How many times can you debone a Golden Goose before you can’t? And what hell odes a Hedge Fund – Alden Capital-going to do with 25% of the Sun Sentinel. What happens if they like Trump? Are you familiar with the phrase “Whose wine I drink whose song I sing “” Should I send you a MAGA hat? I suggest that you get your resume in order and that you update your c.v.