November 19, 2019 Matt Downing NJ Advance Media RE: Questions and comments on your article on freedom of the press in today’s Star Ledger.

 November 19, 2019

Matt Downing 

NJ Advance Media

RE: Questions and comments on your article on freedom of the press in today’s Star Ledger.

Mr. Downing,

“Student charged after Snapchat photo of gun that

mentioned Columbine and NJ middle school.”

Some questions; some observations.

#1 – What was he charged with?

#2 – Congresswoman Tlaib [D-MN] called the President a “motherfucker’ Was she charged with hate speech?

#3 – Former skank ho Kathy Griffin walks around with a severed head of our beloved President. Absent bad taste and being humorless, was she ever charged with anything?

#4 – Now that we have exhausted Quid pro quo, how about we move on to Quis custodes custodiet? Translation? Send a SASE.

#5 – Edmund Burke, one of my favorite Irishmen – Your name seems Irish so I know that you too are familiar with him – said the conflict in any society is always between order and freedom.

#6 – I always thought, silly me, that journalists had Sophocles tattooed inside their eyelids. “Free men speak with free tongues.”

#7 – More Latin, a language learned at an all-male, Catholic prep school in NJ, just like Scalia and Kavanaugh. POST HOC ERGO PROPTER HOC. Translation? Use the same envelope as #4.

Kevin Smith

PS – Another headline says “1 Dead, 4 Injured in Pair of Newark Shootings on Same Block” How could that happen in a city with a Democratic Mayor, in a county with a Democratic Executive, in a city with 2 Democratic Congressmen, in a city where the only steady stream of Republicans is when they show up for jury duty? Speaking of jury duty, I was a witness and a participant in the court house activities on June 3, 1993. Later, I was witness at the trial  

November 19, 2019 “An Ambassador serves his President and may be recalled at anytime and for any reason.”

November 19, 2019

“An Ambassador serves his President and may be

recalled at anytime and for any reason.”

Those words were spoken by Ambassador Marie Yovanovitch. There are no additions, subtractions, or qualifiers.

Later on, she said that she felt “intimidated” when her Boss, a man who made a good living telling people that they were fired, told her that her ass was too fat or her hair needed hot water and shampoo or she should always have some Tic-Tacs handy.

Good thing she wasn’t posted to Benghazi. There, the Ambassador found out that the Marine Embassy Guards have real ammo for their real guns. He found out just before some “intimidators” sodomized and then burned him alive. Shortly thereafter, Wide Bottomed Hillary promised his family at Dover Air Force base, with his body not quite at room  

November 18, 2019 “My cup runneth over.”

November 18, 2019

“My cup runneth over.”

 In fact, as the good news begins in the pre-dawn hours of a to Hell with tree hugging Eco-Nazis who praise Global Warming because it gives them cover for their true goal, herd culling, with 4^th & 5^th trimester genocidal abortions that would make both Margaret Sanger and Josef Mengele proud and envious., it’s cold in South Florida.

Cold is a relative thing.

I worked for 2 summers in a frozen food company – minus 11 degrees F, hard by the Holland Tunnel, Jersey side – I was paid $3.27 an hour plus time and ½ for OT when the minimum wage was $1.05 an hour for which I still thank my Uncle, John Lonergan, who went everywhere MacArthur went in the Pacific. When I was born – 1943 – my Mom told her baby brother that I had such beautiful blond hair. “Don’t cut it ‘til I get back”, he asked. The problem was he took a few detours after VJ Day and didn’t get back to Jersey City until the middle of 1946. Now that I am folliclely challenged I guess I miss the good old days.

When the Berlin Wall went up, the 4 WW2 combat vets working there advised me not only which branch to join but which MOS to get into because “it was my turn.”

Also, when I was in the gold mining business, and there aren’t too many guys from Bayonne who have that on their c.v., I spent some time in Timmons, Ontario with Timmons being further north of Toronto then Toronto was north of Newark airport.

As Pete Rose once said, “Cold is in your mind. The it goes to your toes, your knees, your hips, and then your balls.” Cold is different in Timmons. Cold means cold.

[As an aside, I met a helicopter pilot there who had worked for Catholic Relief Services in Ethiopia. “We Are The World”, remember? He told me stories that made me regret the large sum of money I sent them.]

Anyway, before I was overcome with grief over my beloved manatees, av]bout 10 yards form my back door, trying to do what the Titanic couldn’t do; viz .avoid an iceberg the size of Delaware – I told you it was cold here -I sought surcease and succor from the internet.

Which brings me back to “my cup runneth over.”

One of my favorite authors * said, “Focus on the absurd lest reality drive you mad.”

When I close the door on coyote decorated man cave, I see a poster with pictures of Swift, Beckett, Yeats, Behan, Wilde, and Joyce. It’s as good as 3 fingers of Tullamore Dew. I want to add a picture of George Costanza to it but it I am a big believer in ethnic purity.

I watched the Greg Gutfled Show last night - Sorry, NFL – where one of his throwaway lines – “Where the Left goes, humor leaves” - is sure to become a pearl of precious price. Imagine Nancy Pelosi, Adam Schiff, and Maxine Waters doing some slapstick, maybe Black face, water balloons, and guffawing. I can’t either.

“Drop the chalupa”

“Chalupa”, being a quasi Tex/Mex cantina pub grub snack, in addition to being a word that Joyce would have proud to pen, will, if the impeachment proceeds to the Senate, be a witness called by the Republicans. Schiff, the Shithead, won’t call him because his testimony could be damaging to the modern American Liberals who run the place. The Constitution gives each House the absolutely unimpeachable, unrestricted power to do what it damns well pleases, Section 5 Part 2, to put a fine point on it, And, don’t forget, “politics ain’t beanbag” He is a bit player in the Biden/Biden quid pro quo bribery extortion plot in the Ukraine before Trump was President. 

Speaking of defenses, who remembers, besides me, Congressman Tom Lontos [D-CA] who asked Craig Livingstone, Wide Bottomed Hillary’s “special’ friend, and the gatekeeper to the White House in the early day of Big Bill’s reign, if, as an alternative to testifying, had ever thought of suicide? I do.

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“At a certain age, a man gets what he wants to be.”

John LeCarre

According to the Swalwell Theorem [Eric Swallwell D-CA] , one of Queen Victoria’s lesser children was Jack the Ripper. Swallwell posited a simple enough proposition against Trump. “Any accusation, however imbecilic or asinine must be believed until it is proved to untrue. And it must be proved to be untrue beyond the shadow of a doubt by people who hate and despise him. Deplorables are not allowed.”

Rumors swept Mayfair that Arthur was carving up the callets, the vizards, and the rumbelows because he didn’t much like Mom.

 Using the Swallwell Logic, the same construct that Speaker Foley used when he investigated the “October Surprise”, the one that had Bush 41 sneak a ride on a spare SR71, aka “The Blackbird” for a quick trip to Paris so he could put the kibosh on Carter’s, Clod Carter, the worst President in the 20th century, attempt to get the American hostages back from Teheran.

Confidential sources, which, of course, must remain confidential, tell me that on the way back the overflew the Bermuda Triangle looking for Atlantis. The results are in Area 51.

It’s a straight line from Arthur to Andrew. I liked him. Like his father, his grandfather, and his nephew, he had “seen the elephant” and returned – Amy’s uncle Leonard
“saw” him on Okinawa and didn’t return – to tell “with advantages” his Crispin’s saga. One of my UK pals knew him socially and said he was good guy, a stand-up guy. So what the Hell was he doing on TV talking about his cock watching pal?

The answer is inbreeding. 

36 years ago, I met a man in Kentucky, Judge Joe Johnson, who told me all I needed to know about Versailles, KY horse breeders and traders – and own there it’s pronounced Versails, none of the French argot for them good old boys - .when he said, “I don’t want say that first cousins were humping each other but a lot of them can look through a keyhole with both eyes.”

And why is haemophilia called the Royal Disease? And how did Rasputin get so far up Czarina’s royal ass? Simple. He convinced her he could stop her son, the Czarevich, from bleeding. 

I am sure DeBrett’s or Burke’s can work out the relationship between/among Arthur, Alexie, and Andrew, not quite alliterative but close enough for government work. Randy Andy wound up on TV because he had no relatives smart enough to say, “Don’t be a shmuck.”

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As long as I am in a shibboleth shattering mood, here’s a big one: Jews and Chinamen are smarter than the average bear.

#1 – I am not a Jew. The man who founded my church was. I am a legatee, a proud legatee, of the 3-legged stool of ‘Western Civilization. Jerusalem, Athens, Rome. If you take a glance at the list of Noble Prize winners there is a disparately disproportionate number of Jews on it. I mention this because, as Jackie Mason says, a lot of Jews don’t like Jews. I wonder why nationally prominent Jewish pols compete with each other to bash Israel. And further, why do Jewish non-pols sit on their hands? 

#2 – Wazupwid Chinamen and Hong Kong? Lenin and Stalin used Armand Hammer, a great friend of the Gore family, to keep $ lines open to the West. Common sense would counsel against taking a chain saw to your nose after you shoot both feet. I don’t know what the Sino equivalent of a Potemkin village is but if we do it will signal a return to the good old days of Chairman Mao. China needs us far, far more than we need them. Plus, we have better submarines.

Since Latin is the big thing these days – Quid pro quo, no? – Why not let the people speak? Let’s haver a referendum, not quite like we had on same-sex marriage, remember, since that one was ignored, but a much simpler one. Let’s change Cartago delenda est to Mecca delenda est.

Do you hear the people sing? Will you join in my crusade?

Kevin Smith

WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

PS – Thanks again to Young Gene Bolan, as Tom Blauvelt, Esq. used to call him, for fixing my shower curtain. Until his serendipitous arrival Saturday last I was condemned to an eternity of sailors’ baths.

November 17, 2019 Rosemary O’Hara – Editorial Page Editor The Sun Sentinel RE: Almost worth the trip – Some comments on today’s unlinkable Sun Sentinel

November 17, 2019

Rosemary O’Hara – Editorial Page Editor

The Sun Sentinel

RE: Almost worth the trip – Some comments on today’s unlinkable Sun Sentinel

Ms. O,

It’s not quite like getting a “Message to Garcia” but I briefly yearned for any part of my vast, humanely disposed of, collection of cashmere, in the pre-dawn hours as I fired up my gas guzzling, polar bear drowning, who gives a rat’s ass about carbon footprints, Rain Forest defoliating SUV and crossed the river but not the woods and got to the other side where I got your paper. I returned without incident.

 

In the predawn chill – Didn’t Mother Nature get the memo on Global Warming? Is Nobel Prize winner and Tonight Show favorite Paul Krugman, a grifter who took the boy who cried wolf story and made a nice living, indeed a good, bordering on great living, predicting that the world was going to end by the year 2000, either by freezing or by starvation, whichever came first, or, Heaven forefend, in a dead heat – your paper provided a target-rich environment.

Let’s start with speech, free speech, particularly political speech.

Of course, I am biased and a bit soured when politicians piss on my back and tell me it’s rain, particularly when their verbal diarrhea includes twisted platitudes about speech. The reason is simple. I have twice been visited by policemen, men with badges, guns, and the full majesty of the law, because of something I wrote either to or about politicians. They were Broward County ladies – Debbie Wasserman Schutz and Miriam Oliphant – and that made them card carrying, fire breathing, tautologically hog tied as only modern American Liberals can be, didn’t lessen the “chilling effect” leading to the treacherous “slippery slope” of, as Orwell said, “boot in the face politics”. One of the officers, a man with a 15 shot + 1 up the spout, 9-millimeter, semi-automatic pistol on his hip, “for all the world to see,” told me I was “not in trouble”. “What do you mean I’m not in trouble? You have a badge and a fucking gun and you’re asking me about something I wrote. What do you mean I’m not in trouble?”

The thing about 2 modern American Liberal pols sending the police to my house may be coincidental and circumstantial and I forget whether it was Jeeves who said it to Bertie or the other way around, “like when you find a trout in the milk” bespeaks a pattern that my pal Nat Hentoff used as a title for one of his many books: “Free Speech For Me But Not For Thee”

I say this because even though it is anatomically impossible for either of them to ever be a “motherfucker”, like Congresswoman Rasuli Tlaib called the President. Also, I did not walk around with a severed head of either of them like failed skank crack ho wannabe and now a shitty failed comedienne, Kathy Griffin, did of our beloved President. 

An upset litigant calls Jude Carter a few names, some of which may have been toes over the line nasty. Were they as vulgar as saying the President gets a hummer from his daughter who has been called a “feckless cunt” on national TV?

Judge Carter was elected, not appointed. He chose to enter the arena when he fought for his job. BTB, the Marquis of Queensbury has not jurisdiction there. The only rule in a political campaign is that there are rules, save for the ones the voters impose or not. If Billingsgate bothers you stay out of the arena. One of my favorite DWEMS, a combat wounded veteran in the first war against Fertile Crescent terrorists said “Free men speak with free tongues”, my right from “beyond the stars” trumps your supposed right to a safe space and your imagined right not to be offended.

The guy went to jail, to the pokey for 30 days, in the clink for something he said? This son of a bitch should toughen his hide or go back to something honorable, like chasing ambulances or evicting widows.

I used to criticize a New Jersey Judge, particularly after he sentenced formerly “alleged perpetrators” who became convicted felons. I did this at a kitchen table with my children present and usually some potables from north of Hadrian’s Wall although not for kids. It usually worked out well for them and for the Judge, their grandfather, my father, and me.

He reminds me of a wimpy, wussy Pajama boy who still sucks his thumb and occasionally wets his drawers. He should be pelted with flaming bags of cat shit by someone who knows how to do it. A quick disclaimer. Since I am in good standing with the DWEMs who gave us the Trivium, the capstone of Western Civilization, I quickly add “rhetorically”, of course “rhetorically”.

On to Florida State Senator Lori Berman for whom I almost invoked the 35 point behind and we have a running clock – it is known as the mercy rule – but since upturned necks such as hers always await the descending ax anxiously, who am I to deny her one moment of clarity?

As far as I can tell, she is “outraged, shocked, and appalled” but not ”intimidated” by the rejection of 15 amendments she submitted for a committee vote on abortion. I am going to go out on a limb here but I am willing to bet a large sum of money the vote was along party lines, just like the upcoming vote on impeachment will be.

Sweetheart, here’s an Ockham’s razor solution.

Unelect the rat bastards

Pembroke Pines Mayor Frank Ortis, and I’ll double down on my previous wager, and place a black chip on him being a mAL, is a fervent believer in “I won’t tax you; you don’t tax me. Let’s tax that fellow behind the tree.” He wants to tax the Internet. [Isn’t that the McGuffin that former Vice President Alpha Gump invented. How’s he doing?]

I can see one small problem here. It is one that modern American Liberals, despite their allegiance to “settled law” and “stare decisis”, particularly since their favorite color is plaid, are able to overcome. “All things to all people”, right?

Almost 200 years ago, the Supreme Court ruled that no state can tax a transaction in another state. The case, Gibbons v Ogden, is a favorite of mine. It is a mirror of New Jersey, my home state. It featured politics, bribery, intrigue, venality, and corruption. Who said “What is past is prologue”? 

Again, we go back to Ockham. 

I issued an indulgence on January 23, 2016 – check my blog, WARRIORBARDIT.BLOGSPOT.COM - to all voters who were undecided about voting for Trump. In it I gave 2 reasons for voting for him. #1 – he wasn’t Wide-Bottomed Hillary and #2 – he gets to nominate the Judges, all the Judges. 

Simple, isn’t it?

Anna Fusco, President of the Broward Teachers Union – and why do they shun the much maligned but grammatically correct apostrophe? - bemoans the lack of money for her members here. The average salary in Chicago will shortly be twice that of Florida. Other than drive by shootings and close order drills with small arms, do Chicago kids get twice the education that Florida kids get? Will doubling the salary of a mediocre teacher make them better teachers. And don’t you think union teachers should be forced by law to send their kids to public school?

Richard Clark of Clark Leadership “predicts highly sophisticated outside influence in the upcoming 2020 election”. Do you mean George Soros? Do you mean Michael Blomberg, who hasn’t even decided if he is going to run, and his decision to spend $100,000,000 – that’s 100 million – on advocacy ads? Or do you mean the Russkies who convinced Wide-Bottomed Hillary, who lately has been dressing like she wants to be a walking ad for a Mexican cantina as a taco, burrito, tamale – not to campaign in Ohio, Michigan, and Wisconsin, actually good advice all around. And don’t forget “deplorable”. Nothing like insulting someone to get them to vote for you. He then says, apparently with a straight face, “Let’s not let foreign influence determine the outcome of our election.” Do you mean like Obama did in Israel in 2015 and in England in 2016? And BTB, who died and left you chief censor? Pop quiz: “Quis custodes custodiet?” Send a SASE.

Tell the rabbi that he is either the founding rabbi or the rabbi emeritus but he can’t be the Founding Rabbi Emeritus.

About your lead editorial, do you remember when Wide-Bottomed Hillary was asked why she got $200,000 for a speech to a group of rapacious investment bankers cum hedge fund 3 Card Monte Dealers? She said, as only someone who had a broker named “Red Bone” could say, “Because that’s what they offered.”

 

Trump Jr. got $50,000 from the University of Florida to sell his book. 

Sounds like a good deal, for him, to me.

Who reached out to whom? What is the standard fee? Was he the first to get it? If he gives it back should everyone else give it back also? I don’t know if Chelsea Clinton Mezvinsky can sing or dance but she got $600,000 + plus for doing nothing with MSNBC? Did she spend time with Matt Lauer or Charley Rose? Should she give it back?

So many asses to kick; so little time.

BASTA!

Kevin Psmith

WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

November 16, 2019 Congressman Eric Swalwell [D-CA] is either full of shit or a friggin’ liar.

November 16, 2019

Congressman Eric Swalwell [D-CA] is either full of shit or a friggin’ liar. Worse, he could be both. Either way, he is this year’s first confirmed 

SMARMY BASTARD OF THE YEAR.

An aside about my 3 annual awards: They – Smarmy Bastard, Pompous Fart, Horse’s Ass, of the year, month, and week respectively sprung to life spontaneously in 1993 when I twice appeared before NJ Superior Court Judge Carole Ferentz in Newark, NJ. The second time was when I came back, pro se both times, with a court order vacating the original judgment against me issued by the New York Supreme Court. I reminded her, in as gentle a chastisement as I was capable of conjuring, of the magic words of James Madison, America’s little giant, about each state having to give full faith and credit to each other state’s public records, [Article 4, Section 1, to put a finely precise point on it] and I told her that, in this instance, the New York Appellate Court, having overturned the original judgment, the subsequent judgment against me in NJ was invalid. Remembering how mean and nasty she was to both lawyers and litigants, how much meaner than 4-day old cat she was, I am proud to say that I made this fat assed cuno miserable drool before she threatened me.

I decided to memorialize our brief encounter. Hence, the SBotY No Affirmative Action here, no gender, racial, or ethnic preferences here. You get it the old-fashioned way: You earn it. There is one prominent exception. All Kennedys, dead and/or alive are automatically given SBotY when they enter either the barrel, the yellow circle or the 10 ring or they are born. And I say this as a proud Irish-Catholic.

You may recall that, in typical snot nosed modern American Liberal fashion, he posited the Swalwell Theorem. It states, without any qualifiers, that any accusation, however egregiously outrageous, however Baron Munchausen-like it was, against il Magnifico, aka, Donald J. Trump, had to be believed unconditionally until a deus ex machina appeared out of the noon day sun and explicitly and line by line refuted it.

I choose the 3^rd option. Plus, he is so full of shit that flies come from miles away to nest in his pants for romantic weekends.

Here in the words of former Vice President Alpha Gump, ex-husband of Thumper Gump and father to all the baby Gumpsters – let me quickly add that I really miss him!
“Sex starved poodle” and “no controlling legal authority” have entered the national consciousness as much as “Remember the Alamo”, “I didn’t have sex with that woman…Miss Lewinsky” and “Vast Right-Wing Conspiracy” – is an “inconvenient truth”.

In December, 2008, President-elect BHO sent letters to all the Ambassadors this country had posted overseas. The letters said, “Hit the road, Jack, and do it before I get sworn in”. That sounds like he fired them all before he could. N.B. that nobody moved to impeach him. No one ever would because unless there were pictures of him throwing a big jump into Mother Teresa – not the mad cap Gypsy wife of Jay Forbes Kerry but the skinny Adriatic lady who took care of the lepers – nobody was going to lay a glove on him. Lest we forget the immortal words of Slow Joe Biden “he is a clean, articulate Black man who can speak Ebonics with the best of the community activists cum ‘hood rappers”

And that was before he fired all the U.S. Attorneys.

In fairness it must be noted that he was very busy on “shovel-ready jobs”, “cash for clunkers”, borrowing $10,000,000,000,000 from the Chinese to pay for “Midnight Basketball”, rehearsing drawing “Red lines in the sand”, and which of the really, really fine public schools in DC to send his snappy dish daughters to  - He did, didn’t he? I know how modern American Liberals just love public education – and “transforming American society”. Quite a full plate, don’t you know?

The chain of provenance as to how I came to be in possession of today’s Miami Herald is not quite as clear as a straight-up, bone dry Tanqueray see through though it does not fall under the aegis of Maxine Waters [D-CA] “alternative shopping” mantra but I turn your attention to Page 3A. 

“Feds Arrest 29 For Claiming to Have

Cows and Fake Losses””

  “She Bit Boyfriend in the Crotch

‘Out of Frustration,’

Police say”

“Lawyer Whose Pants Caught on Fire

Faces Suspension”

The Onion? – Nope

The Costanza School of Personal Probity and Public Policy” – Nope

Swift? Beckett? Toole? Carlin? Corey? – Nope

The Miami Herald

Page 3A

Today

Ambassador Marie Yovanovich has set the fight for chick equality back a full generation. Just when we were about to equalize life insurance rates for men and women although it would result in the ladies paying more, just when we were going to have the Wimbledon winners of both sexes play an all or nothing match to see who gets paid, just when we were going to have a moratorium on GI Joe funerals at Arlington until GI Josie plays substantial catch up ball, along comes a lady – and can you imagine her pussy whipping anybody? – and throws flaming bags of Tom Cat shit on the stature of non-mikvah bound Bella Abzug nursing Wide Bottomed Hillary while she was channeling Eleanor Roosevelt, who tells us she is “devastated, appalled, and intimidated” because her boss did not hold the door for her. 

I am woman, hear me whine and then hear me whimper.

I have been surrounded my entire life – so far – by 3 generations of strong, assertive, independent women. 

My 3 Texas Ladies, all of them, might turn out to be drug dealers or rough necks in the Permian Basin or poets but they will not turn out to be pansies. 

This broad says she felt intimidated because her boss didn’t send her flowers because menopause didn’t send her to the ER? Maybe he didn’t like her hair. Maybe he told her to wear a girdle. I don’t know, I don’t care. 

Too bad she wasn’t posted to Benghazi.

So many asses to kick, so little time

KS

WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

PS - The caller ID said Gene Bolan, a high school – Seton Hall Prep – and college classmate – Fairfield University – of my son Sean. He wasn’t in New Jersey. He was at the Hard Rock Café in Hollywood. I gave him my address, he summoned a Uber and was here in 20 minutes. His father and I solved a lot of the world’s problems and settled some long-standing theological conundrums. Both the former and the latter were made easier by some potables, always from Scotland. Plus, Young Gene put my shower curtain back in its place of honor where it had been for 17 uninterrupted years until the curse of the perversity of inanimate objects kicked in.  A serendipitous visit that ended with him telling me that there was no chance of him getting married, at least this year. 

PPS – I watched Army West Point – and why is it necessary to stick West Point on to Army? Is it to distinguish it from Army Grosse Pointe or Army Blue Point? – beat up VMI. I go back to Army 1957 when Pete Dawkins, soon to be a Heisman Trophy winner, and Bob Carpenter, the “Lonely End”, coached by Earl “Red” Blaik. ran out to a big lead over Utah State and survived a furious comeback led by Lee Grosscup. In the ‘70s, my father took his son, me, who took his son, Sean, twice to West Point. We saw Army lose to Boston College and beat the Air Force Academy. The one thing that stands out, that is etched forever in the treasure trove, is the continuous loop of MacArthur’s last speech to the Army Corps of Cadets. It was a speech, according to eye-witnesses, given without notes or mechanical devices. He ends it by saying that his last conscious thought “will be of the Corps, and of the Corps”. Which is why you will never have to say “Army West Point”

PPS – The 3 greatest political speeches given in America in the 20^th century were given in a 3 year span within 250 miles of each other. Kennedy’s Inaugural in1961, MacArthur’s farewell at West Point in 1962, and Martin Luther King’s in 1964.

 It was said that when Athenians heard Pericles speak in the agora, they said “how well he speaks.” When the same people heard Demosthenes speak, they said, 

“Let us march”

November 13, 2019 Trump gave a great speech about the economy, the economy that Nobel Prize winner Paul Krugman said would tank if the “deplorables” elected him. A wise man once told me never to argue with a canceled check. Trump has a boat load of them.

November 13, 2019

Trump gave a great speech about the economy, the economy that Nobel Prize winner Paul Krugman said would tank if the “deplorables” elected him. A wise man once told me never to argue with a canceled check. Trump has a boat load of them.

I just saw Sidney Blumenthal, and if ever a man fit the criteria set down by Slow Joe Biden for taking someone out behind the gym for a well-deserved, long past due Texas-sized ass whupping, he is it. He was talking about impeachment etiquette. Let me add that Christopher Hitchens came to loathe him as only he could.

I created the term “smarmy bastard” for scum sucking bottom feeders such as he. He would be well advised to step aside should he see me coming. He is a man born to be harmed.

“Baby, It’s Cold Outside” has fallen afoul of the Word Police – Song Squad. If it gets the chop what are we to do with “Nessun Dorma”? The first song hints suggestively at what maybe might happen. The second one leaves nothing to the imagination. It’s all about getting a leg over en route to the horizontal tango. It’s what Caesar and Cleopatra, Romeo and Juliet, Hamlet and Ophelia, and Liz and Dick were known for.

“Those words mean exactly what I want them to mean”

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Page 1 of today’s Sun Sentinel features a story on DACA and its trip to the Supreme Court. Obama began it by Executive Order because Congress would not, could not, did not act on it legislatively, as the Constitution dictates. Even he felt he acted incorrectly. The issue is not the lachrymose tales of dreams denied but whether or not the Rule of Law is served. Without the Rule of Law, we would be like Trousered Apes. It is why you never see anyone swimming to Cuba.

STOP THE PRESSES!

SIERRA NEVADA CELEBRATION ALE IS BACK!

IT IS THE BEST BEER IN AMERICA

GOVERN YOURSELVES ACCORDINGLY

Day 1 of the Trump hearing has given a new lease on life to hearsay evidence. Hearsay evidence is simple to define. You didn’t see it; you heard it. Herschel told Fatima who told Jose who thinks he told Red Cloud who maybe told Dieter who definitely told you without telling you which link of the chain was “overserved” at lunch and which link is gaining on English as non-first language

There is an exception in New Jersey, maybe elsewhere.

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My last gunfight was June 3, 1993. I was juror #2 in the Essex County Courthouse, Judge Leonard Ronco presiding when the first police officer was shot in the head and killed. The bailiff, Essex County Deputy Ralph Rizzolo, was shot in the chest. He stumbled into the courtroom where I saved his life [2 and ½ years later he danced at my daughter’s wedding] As I was administering First Aid, he gave me a description of the man who shot him. He had a hole the size of a quarter just slightly off his sternum. It was deemed to be a dying declaration what with the bullet entering his chest, traveling up to his right shoulder and coming to a stop at his right elbow. The “alleged perpetrator” was found guilty, avoiding the death penalty, and is still in jail in New Jersey. Not quite Willy Horton because this guy only had one turn at the plate.

One of my physicians asked me about my eating habits. I said I am like a coyote. Targets of opportunity, carrion, a 3-legged stray form the herd, a lot of junk food, a few potables. Decidedly non-Keto plus glutens and carbs. Many glutens and carbs. He suggested that I start a healthy eating routine. I told him I was 76 years old and that I have had more cancer operations this year than most people have had sit down Sunday dinners plus 3 titanium joints plus a scleral buckle along with a pacemaker and a defibrillator along with a wound on my leg that would have been found at Andersonville. I asked him what he thought about kale. He likes it so I told him to eat my portion. And hold the tofu which we all know is recycled whale snot.

Speaking of beer, I banned all Anheuser-Busch beers from my daughter’s wedding reception. Also, all light or lite beer. Shakespeare was my guide in this. Just before his famous line about killing the lawyer comes “I will make it a crime to drink small beer.” Even then he knew. I will never drink Stella Artois beer.  10 years ago, I was in Waxy O’Conner’s trying to avoid being overserved. I was offered a free pinto of Stella. It was then called the “wifebeater”. I said if I wanted to beat my wife, I didn’t need beer from Belgium to do it. I’ll drink beer from Iran before I drink any from there

Curling is back, thank God.

November 11, 2019 If I understand Mikey Bloomberg, a “good” billionaire,

November 11, 2019

If I understand Mikey Bloomberg, a “good” billionaire, unlike the Brothers Koch who are “bad” billionaires, including the dead one, especially the dead one. Bloomberg wants to fix things by Executive Order because Congress can be, oy, such a pain in the tuchis. His list includes, but Is not limited to, the following:

A – Big Gulps

B – refills, unlimited of A

C – water pistols

D – water balloons

E – spit balls

F – The Marlboro Man, having just died, is given a conditional commutation.

G – Any mentioning of my polar bear killing, to Hell with carbon foot printing, use of private jets is verboten. As to “conspicuous consumption”, as the late Max Bialystock said, “If you got it, flaunt it.”

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I was a semi-regular in the King Cole Room – the one with the Maxfield Parrish mural running the length of the surpassed only by the one at the 3^rd floor bar at the Downtown Athletic Club, the home of the Heisman – at the St. Regis Hotel known for the biggest pour in any saloon in Manhattan when Rockefeller was Governor and Lindsay [Lindslay, as Mike Quill used to call him]] Since Rockefeller never carried cash, all the quotidian $ requirements fell to Lindsay. I was told by hotel staff that used to really rankle his WASP ass.

FDR had Warm Springs. Truman had Key West. Ike had Camp David. JFK had various seraglios. LBJ had “The Biggest Little Whore House in Texas.” Carter had Plains. The Great Reagan had his ranch. He also had America. Enough of show and tell. If Mayor Petey Bootygoo becomes 46, just as any plane the President flies in becomes Air Force One, any place he goes will become Gomorrah One, a large supply of gerbils, industrial strength WD40, and variously sized butt plugs will be available. Discretely available, of course

As predicted, the Dolphins are now one toe over the line of mediocrity. Also, I watched part of the Green Bay game yesterday. Let me return to my last trip to Green Bay. It was late October, 1995 when the IRS was really closing in. They played and bested the Vikings. It was chilly but not death cold. Reggie White made on the 2 great defensive plays I have ever seen with the other being made by Lawrence Taylor against, surprisingly, the Packers of a different era. Some remembrances of Green Bay past:

A – It is always good to go to Green Bay for a football weekend

B – You can’t control the weather, and Global Warming notwithstanding, pack accordingly.

C – It’s good planning to be a guest of a Green Bay Packer. We stayed in an apartment sub-let from the Packer QB. Thank you, Lindsay Knapp, #65

D - It’s better planning to be with the #65’s future father-in-law. Thank you, Jimmy Williams, Sr.

E – Casey Stengel loved Billy Martin.  Casey played for John McGraw whose attitude was “Prisoners? Who needs prisoners?” He saw himself in Martin. Bill Parcells played for a coach who played for Lombardi at St. Cecilia’s. Lombardi Lives!

F – I stayed at 2805 Viking Drive #205 Green Bay, WI 54304.

I watched a bit of Father Brown. The original story was written by G.K. Chesterton. Dead more than 80 years, his influence grows. Plus, he introduced me to Thomas Aquinas. One question remains.

Everywhere this priest goes somebody is shot, garroted, knifed, or defenestrated. Is its sacerdotal penumbras or emanations that cause all these felonies?

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If it’s OK for Adam Schiff, the member of Congress who took the most beatings at lunch time in high school – and rightfully so, He wasn’t bullied for sport: he was bullied for cause. If he can limit or suppress testimony, can I go back and “revise and extend” the testimony I gave under oath, mind you, during my 7-year trial in U.S. Tax Court?

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I stumbled into 6 minutes of The Simpsons. Priceless. I move to make it part of the Western Canon.

Does anyone else remember when The Giants were really lousy for the first time? The Pisarcik fumble. People burning tickets. Airplanes with nasty banners. The reason why can now be revealed. It was payback time for Wellington Mara. His father and uncle bought franchise for $2,500 in the ‘20s. Big money? Not for a very successful pair of speakeasy operators, rum runners, bookmakers, unsecured loan specialists, inter alia. One thing every Irish-Catholic who has several toes over the line craves is respectability.

What better way than to call your son Wellington? Young Welly went to an Irish-Catholic grammar school. From the 5^th grade on it was tough. He went to an Irish-Catholic high school. It was brutal. It would have been worse at the Irish-Catholic university he went to save for an Eye-Tie kid from Brooklyn with a polished malochio when it came to his friends. His name was Vinny Lombardi. Yup. That Lombardi. Sue! Wellington? NO difference, Tough times, Trust me. Young Welly paid them all back with almost 20 years of shitty football. So much so that Pete Rozelle stepped in and with a broom that Hercules could have used cleaned house.

I saw John Mara bitch because of tough questions from reporters. He reminds me of a combination of Adam Schiff and Fredo. And why did he sell ½ of his team to the Tisches for chump change?

Off to the oncologist.

Kevin Smith

WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUHT.NET

November 10, 2019 Rosemary O’Hara – Editorial Page Editor The Sun Sentinel RE: Like herpes, I’m back. And always at the worst possible time. Some comments on your unlinkable paper this fine day, about a year from the tumultuous reelection of il magnifico.

November 10, 2019

Rosemary O’Hara – Editorial Page Editor

The Sun Sentinel

RE: Like herpes, I’m back. And always at the worst possible time. Some comments on your unlinkable paper this fine day, about a year from the tumultuous reelection of il magnifico.

MS O,

And how did I come by your nearly see-through paper this morning?

I am not too proud to say that I took a page from the illustrated and lavishly photographed guide book on how to be a grifter, a yegg, and a booster, written by Congresswoman Maxine Waters [D-CA]

I remember her snappy response when she saw video of some pf her constituents looting and pillaging a 7-11, prior to burning it down. As she watched her people dashing into and out of the stores, struggling with swag on the way out, she said without a hint of rebuke or condemnation, “Alternative shopping”. If you have a problem with what your lying eyes are seeing, you are a racist.”

It’s a straight line from that to “Midnight Basketball” and from there to looting a bank like she and her husband were doing until Barney Frank, another guy from Bayonne told them the security cameras were working. And oh yes, I knew Barney’s first teenage crush but my lips are sealed.

Anyway, who says you can’t learn from a conniving bat-shit crazy loon like Maxine? Not I.

I saw a news show last night featuring the first public showing of Wide-Bottomed Hillary doing her stand-up shtick. Let me say that she gets a C+ for effort – that’s all that counts for card carrying modern American Liberals because nobody cares about results, right? Lieawatha Warren will soon call for all ball games to keep the clock but do away with the score board because for every winner there is a loser, you betcha – and an F minus for content. Joan Rivers and Totie Fields have nothing to worry about. Her daughter, and by the way, I just found out that she did not go to any of the really fine public schools in DC, was auditioning for the Ed McMahon slot. Just Godawful. She made my baby Komodo dry heave. Her mother, in some weird toga-like outfit, looked she was a bag lady working the bus terminal johns looking for Johns with Johnsons.

Yet still I looked for a chuckle, a guffaw, in your paper.

The Page 1 story about the coming permanent traffic jam in Hollywood, one that will lead to OK Corral incidents at high noon, is worthy of note but it takes a back seat to the story about Curley Biden’s kid. 

He sounds like he learned from Jake the Gyp, Boss Tweed’s only known ancestor and yes, no hot stove or the pennies on a dead man’s eyes are safe when he is around. 2 things are certain:

#1 – None of his stuff passes the Bag Test. Bag Test? Send a SASE.

#2 – Change his name to Trump and we would soon be out of industrial strength Right Guard. The wretched reptiles, the witches and warlocks of the Main Stream Media, would be shitting through their arm pits trying to get him.

Of course he should testify. Of course he should be investigated.

He’s a doper who got a less than honorable discharge from the Navy. That bothers me because my wife’s father, Lt. Cdr Walter Chapman, MD was a combat veteran of the Atlantic. Also, I have a first cousin, a CPO with 30 years in who was buried at Arlington 2 Octobers ago. Also, he got a leg over on his brother’s widow n the limo on the way back from the cemetery and before the lunch.

The sniveling rat bastard should be horse whipped.

Does anyone remember Gary Sick? He posited a theory that around the middle of October,1980, that when Bush 43 was running against Walter Mondale for the Vice Presidency, he took a day off figuring that nobody would notice. He was the #3 guy on a garbage truck going to Andrews Air Force Base. There, he further disguised himself so that could board a fully fueled and piloted, including a white silk scarf and sufficient “skill and cunning” to get G.H.W. Bush to Paris and back on the same day.Only a SR71 could do that

I don’t think he picked up any ’79 Talbot or ’75 Lascombe what with the lack of overhead carriers on the Black Bird.  What he did do was meet with some of Khomenie’s hit men and put the fix in for the 1980 election, according to Professor Sick. He then wrote a book that attracted an audience who wanted to know what happened to Bridey Murphy and whether she is in Atlantis or the Bermuda Triangle with transfers to friggin’ Utopia.

It got the attention of House Speaker Tom Foley [D-WA] who ordered a House investigation of “The October Surprise”. When asked about the evidence for starting the investigation, Speaker Foley, in a rare encounter with truth and candor, said, “There is no evidence. That is why we must have an investigation.” God’s Holy Trousers and I will bet my one good eye but that’s what he said.

Anyway, keep digging. I know you won’t but it shows my naivete. It’s cheaper than cocaine and we get to keep our septums.

Page 7B tells of Lake County, doubtless a “deplorable, bitter clinging” political entity, declaring itself a “Sanctuary County” in re the 2^nd Amendment. Who says that John Calhoun and his Theory of Nullification are dead? Sauce for the goose, sauce for the gander, no?

In the same story, the term “settled law” is used. Alas, for 11^th hour strict constructionists, it is “settled” until it becomes “unsettled”. 2 examples would be the Dred Scott decision and Plessy v Ferguson. The first was overturned on the field of battle while the second was overturned when a Republican President appointed a Republican Governor with the political skills to be Chief Justice to get a unanimous ruling. 3 years later, the Republican President sent paratroopers, the 101^st to be exact, Easy Company’s home division, to enforce the decision because the Democratic Governor said “No”.

Also, in your mini Op-Ed section, Howard Simon, formerly head of the South Florida ACLU – I am looking at my expired ACLU membership card – caterwauls in typical modern American Liberal fashion about Citrus County “unsubscribing” from a $2,700 subscription to the New York Times. [For $2,700 I want the ghost of Walter Duranty to explain how Russian interference in an American Presidential election worked in 1932, It did, you know.

He also says, in an ominously chilling manner, “Will removing hard copies be far behind?” 

Would the African-American Library, an institution built by and maintained by all the people of Broward County without regard to race, religion, national origin or dietary preference have a copy of “The Nigger of Narcissus?” It was written by a Nobel Prize winner. How about Huckleberry Finn? “Sexual Suicide” by George Gilder? Any seminars or workshops on Shylock?

Don’t you love tu quoque?

I try to preface any comments on voting stories with2 asides.

#1 - I am from Bayonne, NJ. My wife Amy had many relatives who lived in Chicago and its posh suburbs. If they are not included in any voting story it would be akin to playing baseball without home plate.

#2 – Why is it presumptively racist, sexist, misogynistic, Islamophobic, Climate Change denying, and biased to transgendered vegans to ask for a photo ID to vote but not to get a cell phone, get non-prescription cough medicine at CVS, board an airplane, get or give blood, rent a car, apply for a mortgage, or rent an apartment ?

Almost the best for last.

Is your Page 11A story about White Power and Privilege suppressing our indigenous Abos – in this case, the Hopis of northeast Arizona – who had a nice deal going. They got a royalty for every ton of coal mined on their property. Also, since this is the way the Real-World works, they got first dibs on a whole bunch of jobs. Then the round-eyed White Devils who speak with forked tongue came up with slant drilling and fracking to bring gazillions of trillions of cubic feet of natural gas that slapped the snot out of the domestic coal market. The strong dollar argues against the capital expenditure needed for overseas delivery. [35 years ago, I helped sell $25,000,000 worth of coal in15 months to Italy and Turkey because the dollar was weak It was financed by Neste Bank of Finland. Ah, the good old days of Globalizatio444n!] 

The confluence of outside events has placed a disproportionately disparate burden on this long-suffering Noble Savage. Put differently, “creative destruction”, Schumpeter’s upbeat coroner’s report, kneecapped the domestic coal business jus like Colonel Drake’s wells n Titusville in 1859 was the death knell for the whale oil business. It was History in less than 4 years.

The news story owes it genesis to The Onion.

Congressman Tom O’Halloran – of course he’s a Democrat – wants to “create training programs for displaced workers”. Jeeszus Haitch Keerist but he actually said that.

An updated resume would include scalping, gauntlet running, buffalo skinning, firewater pillaging, and keeping Lieawatha Warren out of the tribal census.

“Displaced: Injuns are encouraged to start their own businesses. Why not bring back stagecoaches? We can always use skilled highwaymen, can’t we? The red dot Macaca Indians, the ones that Curley Biden says sell all the coffee in Delaware, have the call center business locked up. What the Hell is an American Indian to do?

Basta

Kevin Smith

WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

November 8, 2019 Knicker Knotted, Not

November 8, 2019

Knicker Knotted, Not

Tom Steyer, who made a gazillion dollars before he started to privatize prisons for profit by selling “dirty coal” to the “Lesser Breeds” living and breathing a bit more breathlessly in China and India – “dirty coal” is dirty because of its high Sulphur content. I mined coal in 2 states for 10 years. If it tested higher than 1% you blew the whistle and stopped operations because it could not be legally burned in this country – has come to know and love the Baby Jesus. One of the rewards for so doing is that you get to piss on people’s backs and expect to have them to do a Gene Kelly shtick about singing in the rain.

That he suffers from several of the traits most associated with tertiary modern American Liberalism; viz. “non-malodorous fecal matter syndrome [he really, truly, deeply, and sincerely believes that his shit doesn’t stink], “What would I do without tautologies?”, and the wretched excesses of post hoc ergo propter hoc, has added a new brick to the hod.

Do you remember Lt. William Calley?

He shot the shit out of a load of gomers and slopes in My Lai, Vietnam. Modern American Liberals knew that Nixon was in charge of the battalion, maybe the platoon, possibly the squad. He wasn’t. Logic and precedent are not parabolic curves. If Nixon did My Lai then JFK and LBJ did Agent Orange, Rolling Thunder, & Linebacker 1 & 2,

One of Steyer’s young turks, with turks being known for their tenacious toadynishness – I am Irish. Joyce isn’t the only Gael who can invent words – allegedly offered a bribe to an Iowa delegate. “Vote for my boss and I’ll give you some cash.”  I’m from Hudson County, New Jersey. We’re not talking about an infamia here, are we? Certainly not malum per se and barely malum prohibitum. Let the record show that if Steyer’s name was Trump the Temple curtain would be ripped not asunder but to shreds, chickens would lay square eggs.

The New York Times and the MSM would be shitting through their ears. Not so with Steyer. That’s because he’ s on the right – scratch that – the correct side of the big issues.

 Things like 4^th and 5^th trimester abortions, fartless cows, pseudo-science and the long-delayed return of Lysenko to a place of honor in the pantheon of science, non-plastic straws, the flexibility of human nature, and who says Utopia is nowhere are what give him the cloak of invulnerability, a precious gift of ruling coven of modern American Liberal reptiles. They protect their own.  Kavanaugh and Epstein? Kavanaugh and Lard Kennedy? Don’t be silly.

Today I saw, and for the first time, a picture of Donatelli’s Mary Magdalene. While it is true that I don’t know much about art, I know what I like. A case can be made for him being the first great Renaissance artist. I say this because a bit more than a century later that era’s version of radical Islamic terrorists said they would stable their horses in Saint Peter’s Basilica. 

Would it make me a deplorable Islamophobe if I were to ask where is the Muslim Donatelli? Rembrandt? Cezanne? Rothko? Why, if it is a religion of peace, are there no representations of idealistic idyllism? Is there a Shia girl with a pearl earring for the world to marvel at? Nights alive with stars shine over Mecca, don’t they? Why has no one shown them to us? Why hasn’t someone sung about them? Mozart’s Figaro overture and Beethoven’s final movement of his 9^th are divinely inspired. Other than drum beats for stonings, why is the Fertile Crescent as silent as a tomb? Maybe Allah ain’t so Akbar after all.

And now comes Michael Bloomberg, a “good” billionaire, to warn us of the dangers of the perfidious Big Gulp or, worse, unlimited refills to same. The next proposed amendment will involve involuntary kale enemas and gender sensitivity sessions. 

Meanwhile, Senator John Kennedy [R-LA] who is “good like Nedick’s” said that Nancy Pelosi was “stupid”. At least he didn’t call her a “stupid feckless Eye-Tie cunt”. Give him credit for moderation.

To reduce the costs of Medicare, Lieawatha Warren will promote Russian Roulette and python wrestling in all nursing homes getting any moneys from Medicare.

Maybe we didn’t make good cars when Carter was President but we sure as Hell made great space probes. We just herd from one that was launched in 1977. It asked if Billy Martin was doing with the Yankees.

  

Kevin Smith

WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

PS – On June 12, 1987 the RINO weenies tried to blue pencil a phrase in Reagan’s speech at the Berlin Wall. He kept putting it back in. “Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall.”

On November 30, 1989 free men tore it down along with the Iron Curtain. He won the Cold War without firing a shot. God Bless Ronaldus Magnus!

November 7, 2019 “CHARACTER”

November 7, 2019

“CHARACTER”

“Character,” answered James Madison, one of our homegrown geniuses and the author of the Constitution. “Character is the most important thing to look for in any candidate for any public office.”

Before I get to Lieawatha Warren’s truly asinine policy points, things such as 106% marginal tax rate, making the garroting of golden geese a national holiday, and her submitting a recipe calling for cold crab meat, andouie sausage, schmaltz, and a pint of Cherry Garcia as proof that not only was she a feather wearing abo but her forebears perfected the art of beating White prisoners when they ran the gauntlet, sort of like a precursor to Welcome Wagon. 

It is not known if she is really the last of the Mohicans. If she can prove it there is a heap of wampum waiting for her in Connecticut.

She claimed through her professional life that she was a Redskin Injun who cherished her ancestry and fought fiercely to protect her cultural heritage, particularly when it came to scalping and tearing out and eating your enemy’s heart. Take care, Senator Kennedy.  That’s Kennedy of Louisiana, not Lard of Massachusetts There is an old Russian proverb – Keep your ax handy – that you may want to implement if you serve on any committees with her.

If you wonder why my language is a bit harsh it is because there is no penalty, neither in the Law nor culturally, for calling the President’s daughter a “feckless cunt” or for walking around, skillfully disguised as a strung out, skank crack whore, carrying the President’s head as Kathy Griffin did, then I can call her, and here I salute the early years of TV, Princess SummerFallWinterWarren  

Bernie the Bolshie spent his honeymoon in the shadow of Lenin’s tomb and also at 13 Dzerzhinsky Square, the home of the KGB, hoping to gather up some free-falling “penumbras and emanations” from his Founding Fathers. He also exchanged May Day greetings with Castro and Chavez. It is alleged that he has a tattoo of Che Guevara close to his private parts. Damning him with faint praise, at least he never claimed to be descended from either Robespierre or Madame de Farge. And as bow to diversity, let me stick Guy Fawkes in there also. 

I give him high marks for being honest. 

That is a trait seldom found in modern American Liberals. In fact, it is alien to their nature. We have had ObamaCare for 9 years. He said we each save $200 a month. Nancy Pelosi said we could study photography or write poetry with our savings. I learned math before the new math kicked in. 9 years at $2400 per annum is $30,600. SHOW ME THE MONEY! Move over Steichen and Yeats.

Mayor Pete Bootygoo, who plans to build a weekend White House pied a terre in

Gomorrah, a town known for non-gender specific requited tumescence, can’t quite figure out why he is not hugely popular with Black folk. I am sure somebody in South Florida will explain it to him. It’s a cultural thing. The “down low” life style ain’t that popular with the bros or the hos in the ‘hood. Maybe if he were to throw a jump into Wide Bottomed Hillary on Pay TV, he could allay some fears.

Kamala Harris will come to your house and “polish your knob” a la Willie Brown or your knobette if you will vote for her. She also said she would repeal the Trump Tax Cuts “on Day One”. Who the hell needs Congress? Not I, said this moon-bat, bat shit crazy ninny.

Pancho O’Rourke, in addition to a few DUIs and losing to Ted Cruz and despite being President of the West Texas Lucky Sperm Club, is a fucking moron whose name will never be mentioned again. He is officially struck from the rolls. Vaya con diablo, you jackass.

As to Slow Joe, Cheese Dick to his Auchmere Academy alums all of whom were the recipients of White Privilege, a sea side villa in Yalta, Crimea awaits.  

Gotsta run. The alarm on my manatee snare went off. If they drown it can spoil the first cut sushi.

Kevin Smith

WARRKIROBARDIT@BELLSOUTH, NET

October 30, 2019 Don’t you love a man in uniform?

October 30, 2019

Don’t you love a man in uniform?

This time, the reptilian coven of spineless ink-stained wretches and wenches who make up the modern American Liberal media, a group whose favorite color is plaid who couldn’t lie straight in bed, do.

Army Lt. Colonel Arthur Vindman, who has “seen the elephant”, testified behind closed doors, protected by a ack of wild dogs lest he be subjected to the cruel and unusual punishment of being cross examined by, God forbid, opposition counsel, told about  a phone conversation between 2 Presidents, both of whom were consenting adults intent on bettering their respective countries

That he did so in full dress uniform made his story, according to the snarling anti-Trump press, all the more believable.

One of the many reasons why I am a much sought-after dinner guest or pub companion is because I remember things like the snide comments made by the same press 32 years ago when Marine Lt. Col Oliver North, who also had “seen the elephant”, testified before a joint Congressional Committee with all the doors and windows open and bathed in God’s blessed sunshine.

One of the highlights of said testimony was House Majority Lawyer Nields truly embarrassing interrogation of Colonel North. He asked him what he did with the paper shredder. “I shredded paper.” “Why,” he was asked. “All the documents we received were classified. When we finished with them it was safer to shred them than to retain them.” He also had no knowledge – zero - of military nomenclature. He asked him what the number 2000 meant. Colonel North had to explain that it meant ‘twenty hundred” or, in non-military terms, 8:00 PM. 

Colonel North pitched a 3 hit shutout and executed the best play in baseball, a 3 run home run.

The press did not like that, particularly since it was delivered by a man in uniform.

A conclusion that can be Logically drawn is that the modern American Liberal press is in favor of uniformed military men testifying when it is against a Republican President but not when it is for a Republican President.

The facts would support, indeed strongly support, that interpretation.

California, the land of fruits and nuts, asks people to come to its state so they can become homeless. Once they are settled into their homelessness, they are asked to take down their pants and shit in the street, on the sidewalks, on driveways, on lawns but not in Koi ponds because Koi only like their own shit and, sometimes, duck shit.

Gaia, the earth Goddess and Mother of us All, has a non-racist photo license which tells us her real name is Mother Nature. And we all know it Is not nice to fuck around with Mother Nature. I have been told by confidential sources, sources because of their confidential nature must remain, you know what I’m sayin’, confidential, that Gaia set all those fires to burn the public shit and save the planet from a return to the Black Death of an otherwise happy and contented Europe in Medieval times.

“If I have to, I’ll burn the place down, particularly if you fuck with me. It’s the only planet I have.”

T.S. Eliot, the only American Ivy League varsity letter winner to be buried in Poets’ Corner wrote that “the trouble with Socialism is that it is an attempt to design a system so perfect that no one will have to be good.” Lieawatha, are you listening?

Still more good news about Slow Joey Biden, aka “Cheesedick” to his rich, elite White Catholic prep school pals, and “Plugs” to the guy who put in his hair. I reported yesterday that he was denied Holy Communion Sunday by a parish priest in Florence, South Carolina. The good news is that he was also denied in Scranton, Pennsylvania, not but by a village curate but by the Bishop. As Bill Belicheck tells his players, “Just do your job.” Perhaps the long-caged Hound of Heaven has been released and is just doing his job. Biden, Pelosi, Casey, Durbin inter alia are also waiting with heavy hearts for the redeeming sound of Hound’s bark. As is said in “Hark the Herald Angels Sing”, my favorite Christmas Carol, “God and sinner reconciled.”

The President quoted Dickens when he said that the WOG terrorist was “as dead as a door nail”. “A Christmas Carol” opens with “Marley was as dead as a door-nail”. It is appropriate that this chapter of the 14-century struggle against these murdering bug-eyed apes begins with end of one of the big ones includes a reference to the enduring treasures of the Western Canon. Would I be revealing the innate prejudice of a legatee of DWEMdom if I were to point out that after 14 centuries there is no Muslim Canon. Look at the list of this year’s Nobel Prize winners. Anybody who burns POWs alive as this most recently killed radical Islamic terrorist did usually don’t get to give an acceptance speech in December. Faulkner was right when he said “Man will not only endure; he will prevail.”

Maybe we should put a bounty on them.

Perhaps the next time, and if History is a guide there will be a next time, we should follow the Duke’s lead from “The Searchers”. In the John Ford classic movie “The Searchers”, John Wayne shoots out a dead Commanche’s eyes. Old Mose tells us, “that way he can’t enter the spirit world.” Kind of like bad Injun karma, only forever.

The next time we kill one of those murdering bastards we should cover him with lard and wrap him in a pig skin. Put it on Facebook. Let the undecided bastards think about spending eternity with a hog.

“MECCA DELENDA EST”

KEVIN SMITH

WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

PS -  No sense being a lying bucket of Abo shit when you can be a hypocritical bucket of same. If Lieawatha Warren is an Injun I play the cello in Whirling Dervish costume. She ain’t and I don’t. She sent her son, Alexander, to the Kirby School, a snotty, all White elitist prep school in Austin, Texas when she was polishing and fabricating her resume at the nearby UT Law School. I have no problem with private schools. I went to them, as did my children. My problem, as my Aunt Rose from Hester Street so profoundly put it, is simple. “Do not piss on my back and tell me it’s rain.” She routinely denounces private schools because they are not much liked by various Teachers’ Unions. She also promises to legislate against Federal aid for children, mostly inner-city children, to attend them. Dante is working on a special place for this bruja cuno.

“Inner city children” is an euphemism for non-White children of single Moms who live in Section 8 housing on public assistance without the beneficial effects of “Midnight Basketball”, in need of a good Ritalin program. I don’t know what the Noble Savage Lieawatha has against these unfortunate “losers in life’s lottery” but there it is.  

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October 29, 2019 Leo Handel, of late and happy memory, was a community activist from West Orange, NJ.

October 29, 2019

Leo Handel, of late and happy memory, was a community activist from West Orange, NJ. He was also a Semitic saloonkeeper whose last bar was a big one in Newark. Those 2 decidedly uncomplementary facts speak volumes about the man.

He was also the poster boy, the caricature, the prototypical paradigmatic template of modern American Liberalism long before I copyrighted that term. That also speaks volumes about the man.

At his Florida funeral, a service that became a rally for abortion rights, I wondered why a lot of people were waving at me. Alas, it was because I was sitting in front of Michael Satz, the state’s attorney in Broward County. That didn’t stop me from waving back.

I remember a serious conversation with Leo just after “Losing Ground” by Charles Murray came out.

 Murray’s major premise, that government attempts to solve social problems only make them worse, is daily buttressed by empirical data; real stuff, observable and recordable things. It’s what makes Murray resemble a hot tub filled with holy water into which modern American Liberals must be dunked. It is why Murray is scorned, cursed, and threatened by the masked Anti-Fa brigade of Speech Stiflers of modern American Liberalism. It’s why Dracula is always traveling West. Anything to beat the sun coming up.

Leo, God Bless him, was many times in error but he was never in doubt.

“We owe them.”

Which leads us to Beethoven.

I watched “Copying Beethoven” this morning. Who could resist 10 minutes of his 9^tth Symphony? Which leads me to another, older, unanswered question. Bach, Handel, Mozart, Hayden, Beethoven and it all wound up in Dachau. How in the Hell did that happen?

ALLES MENSCHEN WERDEN BRUDER

ALL MEN SHOULD BE BROTHERS

It is a straight line from Rousseau to the left side of the tennis court to Beethoven;  to Socialism in all its perverse forms, to the still being fought, casualty strewn War on Poverty, to Lard Kennedy, not quite dancing around Madison Square Garden in 1980, declaring the “the dream will never die” to Lieawatha Warren saying that 2 + 2+= 5 or 6.5 if that’s the number you Pecksniffian critics need. 

I am told that the average salary of a Florida teacher is not quite $48,000 per annum. [That’s Latin] The average salary of a Chicago teacher is about $79,000, also per annum. [Still more Latin] The Chicago teachers have been on strike for a week. The last offer they turned down would have raised their average pay to $99,000 per annum. Some people just can’t take yes for an answer

Several things are certain:

#1 - The Chicago salaries have not produced a slew of Nobel Prize winners 

#2 – Chicago has produced a generation of feral gunfighters who can’t read.

$3 – Modern American Liberals continuously and confusingly conflate causation and correlation.

#4 – Only a Sophist would conclude that #2 was caused by #1.

The beauty of socialism, like all things dear to the heart of modern American Liberals, is that nobody ever keeps score, that it is judged on its expectations and never on its results – Pop Quiz – What was the official name of the Nazis, the guys who put 12,000,000 people into the ovens? Give up? The National Socialist Party.

Bernie and Lieawatha will be able to give us Medicare for All only when they take private health care away form 160,000,000 Americans. The iron fist in the iron glove. Hayek was right. 

Come back anyway, Leo. See if you can bring Max Katz with you, maybe Al Nechemie. I need to have some true believers explain things to me.  

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      Kevin Smith

                             WARRIORBARIDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

PS – As a SRRC – Semi-Retired Roman Catholic - I was beyond words, entering into near rhapsody, when I learned that Slow Joe Biden who was graduated from 2 Catholic schools in Wilmington, Delaware, was denied Holy Communion, one of the 7 Sacraments, the one with the bread, water, wine and a seldom used word, Transubstatation, tied into it because the priest, Father Morey,  thought he was not worthy of it because of his Mario Cuomo stance on abortion. It began, begins with :Yes,but…” 

In baseball, it’s 3 strikes and you’re out. In football it’s first down one way or it’s first down the other way. In cancer, the slide is either malignant or it’s not.  When you wear the uniform and “ride for the brand”, you ride for the brand or you don’t ride for the brand. Roman Catholics can’t have it both ways. Abortion is an infamia, it is malum per se. You can only ride one horse, Curley. Pick him.  

October 29, 2019 Ninhal Krishan The Washington Examiner 1152 15th St NW Washington, DC 20005 RE: Should tax cuts pay for themselves? Some comments on your heretofore thought invincibly ignorant article in today’s Washington Beacon.

October 29, 2019

Ninhal Krishan

The Washington Examiner

1152 15^th St NW 

Washington, DC 20005

RE: Should tax cuts pay for themselves? Some comments on your heretofore thought invincibly ignorant article in today’s Washington Beacon.

Mr/Ms/? Krishan,

One of the secret delights of an elitist education is that you get to use phrases such as “Deny the major premise” as throwaway lines. It is a Rhetorical device used by fans of the Trivium.

Where does it say, whether in the Torah, any of the Gospels, the Magna Carta, Canon Law, the Federalist Papers, or even any Democratic Platform of the last 50 years that tax cuts have to “pay for themselves”?

When taxes are raised do they have to “pay for themselves”?

If the Fire Department buys a new pump truck do they set a house on fire so the truck can “pay for itself”?

The Great Reagan beat the Russkies without firing a shot. He bought a lot of guns, planes, boats, and some cool space stuff, none of which he had to use. Can we consider that the coming down of the Berlin Wall and the raising of the Iron Curtain as justifications for those expenditures?

Take your time. There will be a test.

Next time we get to prove and disprove negatives simultaneously..

Kevin Smith

WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

PS – Do umbrellas cause rain?