First up is the story of the Kansas City fare-free bus experiment, which began in 2020, and inspired Commie Mamdani to try to repeat its dazzling success in NYC. If by “dazzling success” I mean “miserable failure.”
Which I do. Because the Kansas City scheme just went down in flames.
Or is it “up in flames?”
Well, it involved buses, so they most likely just burst into flames and then rolled – slowly and sadly – until they went over a curb and then crashed into a tree.
You don’t need me to explain why it failed, because you’re not low-IQ children, or socialists. (But I repeat myself.) But just in case a socialist wandered across this column: giving “free” things to incentivize dead-beatery doesn’t work.
The geniuses in KC estimated that the magic buses would cost $8 million per year to run. Annndddd… “The true cost of running a free bus network was later found to have skyrocketed to roughly $15 million annually, partly due to unexpected costs and inflation.”
Say it with me, people: Unexpectedly!
The one actually unexpected part of this story was the reaction of a shockingly sane Democrat, in this case Rich Azzopardi, who ran Andrew “Grandma Killer” Cuomo’s campaign against Mamdani.
When a NY Post reporter told him that the KC plan had gone belly up, he said. “This is my shocked face. The math was never going to work.” He also suggested that Mamdani drop his bus plan, and also his “nonsensical Soviet-style grocery stores, too.”
Rich Azzopardi is now officially the smartest Democrat in New York. And boy is he lonely!
Speaking of New York Democrats…holy moly! How about that primary election bloodbath on Tuesday? Every far-left Dem ran even farther left, only to find that a bunch of true whacko communists had already outflanked them on their left, sprinting – full-Stalin style – toward Gulag City.
(Which, I suggest, they should re-name NYC in about 18 months. “Come for the breadlines, stay for the violent orgy of cultural collapse!”™)
And yes, I’m using the word “communist” instead of “socialist” because I’m a stickler for accuracy. (And also, you say “po-tay-to,” I say “po-tah-to.”) Because in the real world – as opposed to in Marxist theory, which claimed that socialism would transform into communism, in the desolate fantasies in Marx’s imagination – there is no real difference. The second “S” in “USSR” stood for socialism, and the graffiti in Havana said “socialismo,” but everyone knew Russia and Cuba were crawling with commies.
Hilariously enough, one of the dopes who got both hammered and sickled was the oleaginous Dan Goldman, one of the sleaziest of the virtue-signalers during the lawfare against Trump, and a nepo baby worth around a quarter of a billion dollars as an heir to the Levi Strauss fortune.
An article on Townhall on Wednesday summed up the ramifications of the primaries by citing studies claiming that NYC will likely lose around $12 billion from Mamdani and his comrades’ war on the wealthy and successful.
They also provided a picture that is worth at least 12 billion words, which showed Mamdani celebrating with Brad Lander on one side of him and Darializa Avila Chevalier (a fringe character who is in the 7th year of a Sociology PhD program) on the other. The caption of the picture of those three read: “22 years in college, 0 private sector jobs.”
Yep.
What a year! We’ve gotten rid of Jasmine Crockett and Al “wolfman” Green, and now Dan Goldman. And sure, the new NYC commie congress-weasels are going to be terrible. But by the time the 2028 election rolls around, they will be providing some grim cautionary tales to remind rational voters why they can’t vote Democrat.
Speaking of which: Que Mala!
Did you hear Que Mala’s rambling answer in her interview with Don Lemon? For your sake I hope not, because life is too short to spend time watching Don Lemon talking to that empty pantsuit. Unless you’re me, and have to take one for the team.
Anyway, after a Tolstoy-length digression about light and the future and many other disjointed semi-ideas, she arrived at the compelling thought that we all need to have hope, and that – I am quoting here – “Hope should be a verb.”
It IS a verb, you moron. As in, “I hope that Que Mala runs again in 2028, so that we can see her humiliate herself and torture the Democrats. AGAIN.”
Meanwhile, in Maine, Graham Plattner continues to be a never-ending font of cringe. Most recently, he blurted out that he really loved Planned Parenthood, because that’s where he used to get his testing for sexually transmitted diseases.
Ew! Especially given his terrible record of abusing women, does anybody ever want to think about Plattner’s off-the-rails sexuality?
Between this and his erotic fixation on self-pleasuring in porta-potties – I wish I were making that up, except that if I had the kind of mind that could make that up, I’d be as unhinged a perv as Graham Plattner – how weird is it that getting a notorious Nazi tattoo would not even be one of the top 3 worst things this creep has done?!
The top two of my personal list would include his evil, sneering disparagement of a fellow American soldier who was badly wounded in an effort to draw Taliban fire away from his comrades, and his beating of women. Third place would be his deranged desire to rape a hypothetical home invader, but – according to Mr. Maine Kampf – “not in a gay way.”
Yikes. First of all, I’m no licensed sexologist, but I’m not sure a guy can fantasize about raping another guy without at least a little gayness in the mix there somewhere.
Second, WTF? If you’d asked a 16-year-old me, I might have fantasized about Farrah Fawcett breaking into our house in Illinois. Like when my folks and sister were gone, for some reason. But even then, I WOULDN’T have fantasized about raping her!
I would have fantasized that she would take one look at the worldly man about town that I was at 16 – with my own freshly minted driver’s license, and a sweet ’72 Gran Torino (my dad’s) with a hood scoop and a blue racing stripe – and instantly fall in love with me. And yes, perhaps we’d have enjoyed carnal relations, if the poor thing was too smitten with me to help herself.
But no, rape would not have been involved. And yes, it would have been in a very straight way. Good lord Plattner, you don’t have to share every twisted thing that rattles through the cobwebs in that ten-cent head of yours!
Finally, there has been a lot of good news from the courts this week. First, a judge in Texas actually threw the book at the 8 violent Antifa scumbags who were convicted after attacking an ICE facility and shooting a cop last summer. Even though the cop survived, this was a serious crime by a bunch of vile insurrectionists, and it didn’t happen in Portland, or Seattle, or any other blue city or state.
So the criminals didn’t get a hearty handshake and probation. Instead, the shooter got 100 years in prison, another got 70 years, five others got 50 years each, and the final convict got 30 years.
Because: Texas! (And also: Trump!) Hopefully all the other un-eff-ables out there in their mommy’s basements or on Ivy League campuses will think twice about joining the next insurrectionist riot. (Though thinking twice suggests that they would have already thought once. So…)
The other good news came in several SCOTUS cases. I’m going to read several of those over the weekend, and possibly talk about them on Monday. But I already know one of my favorite parts, which came out of the ruling affirming that Trump can terminate the supposedly “temporary” protected status (TPS) of immigrants from Haiti and Syria.
I feel bad for the immigrants who were wrongly allowed in rather than being helped in their own countries. But the dishonesty of the Democrats in this is outrageous, as is their hypocrisy, especially considering Haiti.
Obama first issued TPC to Haitians already here after an earthquake in Haiti in January of 2010. He did so without any legislation or permission from congress, and he said that the protection would last for 18 months, though it could be renewed after that. (Spoiler alert…) The TPS was still there when Trump took office seven years later. (Unexpectedly!)
When Trump’s DHS secretary announced in 2017 that the TPS would be terminated, a local judge blocked it, referring to the legal precedent of “Orange Man Bad.”
Because of course he did.
The case was still under appeal when Trump’s first term ended, and when Biden stumbled into the White House, he immediately renewed it, and then did so again and again.
Because of course he did.
And now the Dems have their non-binary onesies in a bunch because SCOTUS finally said the obvious: a temporary status change is, you know, TEMPORARY. (What’s that, Justice Kinison? OH! OHHHHHHH!!) And if one president can unilaterally declare a TPS – like Michael on The Office declaring bankruptcy – another president can unilaterally declare the end of a TPS.
Of course the Dems don’t see it that way. They are only thinking of the Haitian children, who are now in their 30’s, since they’ve been here for at least 16 years. “Won’t someone think of the Haitian children?” they cry. “Haiti is a terrible place, plagued by crime and poverty and Haitians, not to mention earthquakes that ended decades ago. How could someone be so cruel as to send people back to a Schiff-hole country like Haiti?!”
Remember that time when a certain Orange Menace pointed out that Haiti was a Schiff-hole country? And all of the Democrats in the land simultaneously lost their Schiff, and threw themselves on the ground, foamed at the mouth, and howled for months that anyone who even thought such a thing should be throw in jail and maybe executed, preferably after being tortured first?
I do.
Good times.
Have a good weekend, everybody.
Que Mala/Crockett, 2028!
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