More Dems Behaving Badly, & Questions About Trump’s Legal Options to Change the System (posted 11/18/24)

I’m not going to spend this entire column making fun of all of the lefties who are entertainingly distraught in this blessed post-election period, even though I definitely could.  Because there are so many of them. 

But I will start it that way!

Megan Rapinoe – the scowling, whining, America-hating, soccer player – is so upset that Trump won that she has sworn off heterosexual sex forever!  Which is pretty easy for her, since she is a lesbian. 

(It may also be pretty easy for her since all of the straight males on the planet – plus that guy who’s stuck on the space station until Elon can rescue him – had already told her, “NOPE!” before she went down Sapphic Street.)

(Worst children’s television program ever, by the way!) 

You may remember Rapinoe from that time when she was walking through soft grass in an unoccupied part of a soccer field, and somehow tore her ACL, ending her professional career, and simultaneously causing me to spit-take a mouthful of coffee all over my Wonder Dog when I read about it online. 

(Cassie was upset with me until I showed her the story.  But when she read it – yes, she’s a literate Aussie Shepherd – she snickered like Muttley in those old cartoons, and all was forgiven.)

Moanin’ Megan rationalized Trump’s victory by saying that it’s not surprising that Americans voted for him, since America “was founded on slavery and inequality.” 

Oooookay, Megan. But it could have been worse — at least we weren’t founded on soccer.

Speaking of unhappy white ladies, Grandma Squanto Warren (#wemustneverstopmockingher) is red in the face over Pete Hegseth’s being nominated for Sec Def.  She ignored his military experience and sneered that he is “a Fox & Friends weekend co-host.”  She also established her own military bona fides by claiming that, “All three of my brothers served in uniform.” 

First, knowing people who wore the uniform doesn’t make you a military expert.  Second, I wouldn’t brag that your brothers wore a loincloth, moccasins and a feathered head-dress, because while that may have been a “uniform,” it’s the one your people wore when they fought AGAINST our country, Liz!

The Translucent Tecumseh also trashed Trump’s other picks, including Elon and Vivek.  Hopefully someone from the transition team has told her that since our red wave trumps her (non) red skin, she can take her complaints, cram them in her powder horn and smoke them!

The election results continue to ripple through elitist lefty circles, causing financial as well as emotional distress.  Ratings throughout the legacy media are in free-fall, with waves of layoffs on the horizon at CNN, MSNBC and the networks. (“What will become of our heroic ‘truth to power speakers’?” cry their literally dozens of remaining viewers.)  

The upper echelons at the FBI are running around like headless chickens fearing the axe that they richly deserve, and the Pentagon is full of woke, armchair generals frantically trying to scrub their official media of all references to the DEI and CRT priorities that they’ve used to warp and weaken our military. 

Many despondent lefties have announced that they’re leaving X, including Don Lemon and Stephen King, while at the same time, some major advertisers are starting to return.

Speaking of trades that benefit our side, we really crushed it in the political cross-overs portal this time around!  We picked up Joe Rogan, Elon, Tulsi and RFK Jr., and we were able to dump Cryin’ Adam Kinzinger, Bill Kristol, David French, and several Cheney draft choices to be named later. 

In my evaluation of Trump’s early picks last week, I mentioned that Matt Gaetz is the only one I didn’t like.  But then I heard that when his AG nomination was announced, people in the CNN hallways were crying and hugging each other — which makes me wonder whether I’ve been too hasty.  But even if he doesn’t make it through confirmation, we’ll always have blubbering CNN staffers to thank him for!

Okay, let’s move on from lefties reaping the whirlwind – which makes me happy – to signals about Trump’s next moves, which make me even happier.  I’m so glad that Trump is actually going to try to use DOGE to eliminate government departments.  As a career academic, I LOVE that the Department of Education seems to be first on the chopping block.   

I know that there will be a lot of push-back, though.  Too many people have been conditioned to believe that cutting a department or its budget means harming whatever that department supposedly protects: cutting the EPA means our environment will be harmed; cutting OSHA will mean workers getting mangled; cutting Alcohol, Tobacco & Firearms means that our children will be packing heat while chain-smoking and binge drinking.

Similarly, too many people will hear, “cut the Department of Education” and will think, “they’re cutting education!”  We will need a smart, disciplined educational push (ironically) to ease low-info voters’ minds about it. 

We can start by laying out the history – the Ed department wasn’t set up by George Washington in 1776, but by Jimmy Carter in 1979 – and then roll out the statistics.  I just did a little bit of research (it’s a cliché because it’s true: Simpsons are working dogs, not show dogs) and found the following info, which I suggest we use in a video presentation.

It should start with a slow, circling drone shot of a gigantic building, with a voice-over from Clint Eastwood: “This is the LBJ Department of Education Headquarters in Washington, DC.  It is 7 stories tall, and contains 643,000 square feet, but zero classrooms.  Of the 4,147 departmental employees, 2900 work in this building. None of them are classroom teachers.” 

“The average salary in the department is $137,881, which is almost 200% higher than the average American worker’s salary.  So the total salaries of those employees are over half a billion dollars a year, not counting benefits and pensions.  The tax dollars paid to the bureaucrats in this one building alone totals almost $400 million.”

Then we could go into the bigger picture.  Every state already has its own educational authority that is responsible to the state’s citizens.  The public has input and control over budgets, and what books can be bought and used, and whether there are charter, magnet or private schools, and homeschooling.  There are also county and local boards of education.  

If the parents in San Francisco want to spend CA taxpayers’ money on gay porn in the library and drag queen story hour, they can. If taxpayers in NYC want to take money away from standard English instruction and redirect it to teaching in Hmong and Urdu and 37 other languages, they can.  But if you live in a rational state, they shouldn’t dictate that to you.  And they don’t. 

So if we already have 50 states with state- and locally controlled schools, why do we need another layer of bureaucrats at the federal level?

The presentation could end with a variation on the excellent, “Are you better off now than you were 4 years ago?” gambit:

“Before Jimmy Carter, there was no federal department of education.  Back then, X percent of American kids could do math or read at grade level.  Now we spend 5X as much money as we did then, but X-minus-47% of American kids are performing at grade level.  Back then American kids ranked in the top 10 of all nations’ children.  Today we are 126th.  Our kids do worse than the Micronesians, the Macronesians, the Javanese, and the Guam-bats, all of whom spend an average of two chickens and a bag of brown rice per capita per annum on their children’s education.”

“Can we honestly say that our kids are getting a better education today than they were 50 years ago, or that we’re getting a good ROI for the billions we are spending?”

Then the lights could come up in a House conference room, where Jim Jordan and Josh Hawley would face a line-up of five edu-crats whose attendance was compelled by subpoenas.  You know what they’d look like: sweaty and shifty, with unnatural hair colors and multiple piercings, sitting behind name plates listing their worthless degrees, inflated titles, and idiotic pronouns (including “Huh?” and a shrug emoji).

None of them could make a cogent defense, and they’d all end up babbling about patriarchy and systemic racism and white nationalism.  And 89% of the public would approve the elimination of the federal Department of Education the following week.    

Finally, I’d love to see the new administration move on the following three ideas, and I am seriously requesting anybody in CO nation with legal or governmental experience to comment on whether and/or how these might be accomplished:

1. I’d like to see a strong push for national voting standards – for elections of president, senators and House members — including mandatory voter ID and election integrity safeguards, much more limited mail-in ballots, no more ballot harvesting or unsupervised drop boxes, etc.   Could that be done, and if so, would it require a constitutional amendment, or what?

2. I’d also like to see Trump use the power of the purse or federal law to end the practice of creating sanctuary cities or states.  Many blue states/cities are pledging to resist deportation efforts by ICE, and to shelter illegals.  Can they legally do that?  If so, could Trump and Congress impose financial sanctions on them – cutting off federal funds of various types (social services, education, welfare, etc.) until and unless the cities comply?  Could Congress go through the courts (up to the SCOTUS) to force compliance, or would it take a constitutional amendment?

3. I’d also love to see birthright citizenship ended.  I know that this one is probably a pipe dream, but I think it would be popular, especially after the last 4 years of outrageously open borders. 

My understanding is that automatic birthright citizenship was pretty much assumed in our country’s first century, for logical reasons: we occupied an enormous continent, and growing our small population was an important goal, so anyone born here was automatically granted citizenship. 

After the Civil War, the 14th amendment formally granted birthright citizenship to those born here as a way to ensure that former slaves would automatically be citizens.  But there were always exceptions, such as that children born on US soil to diplomats from other countries were not given citizenship. 

Especially in the last 50 years or so, as we’ve had a growing number of illegal immigrants – and a profligate welfare system that incentivizes them – it seems increasingly stupid for us to continue to grant birthright citizenship to anyone born to people who are here illegally.  That’s obviously drawn pregnant illegals to cross the border and give birth to “anchor babies,” who are then used to bring over whole families through chain migration. 

That practice also gives the opportunity to bad-faith lefties like AOC et. al. to wail about “family separation” that would result if we deported the illegal parents while allowing the citizen/infants to stay.  Common sense would suggest that we end the practice, thus removing a huge incentive for illegals to risk coming here during late pregnancy.

Does anyone in CO nation know whether or how we could attempt to end birthright citizenship? 

Even though I’m only a lowly Roving Correspondent, can I suggest that CO could put up a post on these last 3 topics to start the discussion for anyone who is interested?     

Hamas delenda est!

The Dems Face a Dilemma, & I React to Trump’s Picks (posted 11/15/24)

I’m finishing up this five-column week – yes, in case you missed it, I posted a new column yesterday afternoon – with a few thoughts on three subjects: the early indicators that the Dems aren’t learning their lesson; the many positive signs for a strong start to Trump’s upcoming term, and a quick reaction to Trump’s personnel picks so far.

After the whipping the Democrats just took, they are in disarray.  The power in their party still seems to belong to the extremists, who are dead-set on mis-interpreting why they lost.  They look at data showing that Trump won more women and minorities than any GOP candidate ever, and that almost every state – and every major blue city! – moved toward him in the election, and they see… wait for it… sexism, racism and bigotry everywhere!

They are incapable of looking into a mirror, or considering that they might be wrong about anything.  Their central messages were widely rejected from coast to coast, but they conclude that they just weren’t able to get their messages out!

Which means that they are likely to have a bloody internal war in the near future, and just like a hiring decision between two excellent Vietnamese candidates, it’s going to be a Nguyen-Nguyen situation for us.  (Boom!  Terrible dad joke when you least expected it!)

If the delusional radicals win, their party will go even farther left, and get stomped in the next several election cycles.  But if the few moderates/centrists they still have come out on top, the country will benefit from having two sane parties again.

On our side, I’m thrilled that Trump’s win demonstrates that we’ve learned the lessons of 2020 in ways that have set us up well for future cycles.  Charlie Kirk and others chased ballots, encouraged early voting, and used podcasts and smart social media to circumvent and further erode the power of the dying, hysterical MSM.  (Sure, some of that succeeded because of how existentially awful Que Mala was.  But still.)  We also had lawyers and observers everywhere, and were able to greatly curtail the amount of Dem cheating.

One other looming advantage for us is the change in the electoral college that is almost certainly coming after the 2030 census.  Between correcting for errors in the 2020 census, and the continuing trend of migration from blue states to red ones, we’ll likely have around 10 more electoral college votes assigned to red states from blue ones starting in 2032.  (If those had been in place last week, Trump could have lost MI, WI and PA and STILL won with 278 electoral college votes!)   

Trump is also benefiting from the experience of 2016-2020.  I think that even he was a little surprised to win in 2016, and without prior political experience and connections, he was slow to staff up, and the Dems effectively conspired to slow him down and hamstring him with investigations, the Russia hoax, etc.

This time he’s got a stronger team around him, he knows what to look out for, and we’re hitting the ground running.  He made a lot of bad personnel picks last time, but so far every pick he’s made – starting with JD instead of Pence! – is a clear improvement over the first term.

My favorites so far are Homan as Border Czar (about whom more in a minute), Elon and Vivek at the new DOGE, and Marco as Sec State.  I didn’t know anything about Susie Wiles a week ago, but I’ve read up on her, and I like everything I’m seeing. 

I also don’t know enough about Stefanik, Hegseth, or Mike Waltz to have a strong opinion, though what I know is positive.   I like Lee Zelden a lot.  I’ve got some questions about RFK Jr. and Tulsi, and am not happy with Gaetz.

I love Homan for the border, though!  You might recognize him from when he was Dennis Franz on NYPD Blue, or possibly Michael Chiklis on The Shield.  He’s got the best attributes of a gruff NYC cop, including an aggressive, tolerate-no-BS demeanor.

If you haven’t seen it yet, you should watch AOC and Pramila Jayapal trying to question him before congress.  In both instances they recreate the stories you see every so often when some dimwit jumps into a tiger enclosure in a zoo and ends up getting pummeled like they were on a date with Doug Emhoff.  (I love the part where zoo officials yank them out, usually with all of their limbs, most of their blood and half of their clothes.) 

I’m hoping that Elon is using Starlink to beam video of Homan’s congressional testimony – with appropriate local subtitles – into every country from which illegals are coming.  He’s got to be worth about a third of a border wall by himself!

I’m generally okay with RFK Jr., pending how he does during confirmation and on the job.  I know he’s been labeled anti-vax (in general, not just re: covid) and kind of kooky.  But I think he brings a needed skepticism (if not antipathy!) to the medical establishment that, if kept disciplined, will be a useful corrective to the Fauci-esque arrogance and corruption.  I’m not thrilled that he was a lifelong Dem until 10 minutes ago (like Tulsi), though he was helpful to us in the election, and if his repudiation of the Dems is authentic, I’m all for welcoming people from the other side who wise up and come over, to sin no more.

Tulsi has impressed me this last year – she’s smart, her military background and love of country are obvious plusses, and leaving the Dem party (after demolishing Que Mala in the 2019 Dem primaries) was a service to the nation.  She appears to have really gotten her mind right lately.

On the other hand, she too was a life-long Dem, and that’s always going to be worrisome to me.  Ideally, our big appointments would have a long record of demonstrated conservatism behind them.  (On the other hand, I was worried about Trump in 2016 for similar reasons: he was a life-long pro-choice Democrat, had worked hand-in-glove with the sleazy NY leftist/Dem power structure for decades, etc.  But he’s obviously come around, so I think Tulsi has that possibility too.)  So I guess I’m cautiously optimistic about her, just like RFK.

I don’t like Gaetz though.  He acted like a selfish attention-seeker in the GOP house wars, IMHO, and I was not convinced by his argument that he went after McCarthy out of conservative principle rather than personal rivalry and spite.   His defenders will say that McCarthy was a RINO traitor and deserved his over-throw, and I would agree that he wasn’t conservative enough for me.  (But neither is almost anyone, including Trump, Gaetz, most of the GOP House and Senate, etc.)

On the other hand, Trump supported McCarthy for Speaker, so if you’re a consistent always-Trumper, I think that means that Gaetz is a RINO too.  (I think that’s the transitive property in action, but I was never that good at math.)  And the fact that Gaetz (and his handful of unimpressive backers) scuttled McCarthy by siding with all of the terrible Dems in congress was not great.  (As a general principle, I’ve always believed that if you ever find yourself being cheered by Ilhan Omar, AOC, Rashida Talib, Hakeem Jeffries et. al., you’ve taken a very wrong turn in life.)

And that he did so while having no plan for a more conservative replacement – who, as it turned out, doesn’t seem to have existed – was very dumb, and self-destructive to our cause.

It’s also a red flag for me that he quit the House one day before they were to release a report on the sex allegations against him, apparently in an attempt to keep that report under wraps.  Don’t get me wrong: any report or investigation that was put together by the corrupt Dems is NOT dispositive to me.  I don’t trust them, and I’d like to hear the evidence, and Gaetz’s side of the story.

By the same token, I expect much better (and a higher standard) from our side than the Dems have held themselves to.  I think it would probably be smart to air that report and allow Gaetz to defend himself against it as part of his confirmation hearings.  (If it looks like BS, I’d love to see us confirm him, just as a groin-kick to the Democrats!)

Last, and least importantly, Gaetz has a SFPI (Simpson Face Punchability Index™) of 8.8.  So that’s not good. 

Overall, I think that Trump deserves his picks, and it looks like he’s off to a very good start, but at this point Gaetz feels like an unforced error to me.

Finally, even before the news came out that Bob Casey is trying to cheat to win the Senate seat he just lost to Dave McCormick – and how sweet is it that we’re on top of it, and suing and ready to expose that corruption to the whole country! – I love it that Casey wouldn’t give up.

Remember back to last Monday, when refusing to concede an election was treason, and a disqualifying attack on our sacred democracy which merited a long jail sentence, if not execution? 

I do.  But just barely.  Because every time I start to remember it, I’m hit with another incoming wave of dopamine as I lie on a metaphorical beach with my MAGA hat down over my eyes to protect them from the dazzling sunlight of a glorious dawning of four years of American recovery. 

But I haven’t forgotten about the Dems completely.  Because as the old 80s song said, “The future’s so bright, I’ve got to throw shade!” 

I think I’ve got that lyric right, but between the bourbon and the dopamine, who knows?

Have a great weekend everybody! 

Hamas delenda est!

Three Categories of Dems Suffering After the Election (posted 11/13/24)

As I am writing this, it has been exactly one week to the hour since the Trumpzilla stomped through the battleground states, crushing the pollsters beneath his mighty orange feet, scattering the he/shes and the Whoopies and the Joys, and trampling out the vintage where the shenanigans and graft were stored! 

Yes, the dopamine is still rolling through my veins, like the terrifying bouillabaisse of STDs in Bill Clinton’s!

So naturally, the soundtrack for today’s column is the manic “One Week,” from the pop band Barenaked Ladies.  If you haven’t heard it, you should listen now.  It’s an upbeat sprint with machine-gun-fast lyrics, a few of which fit perfectly with this glorious election.

I’m thinking specifically of the chorus, which I will subtly tweak here: 

“How can I help it if I think you’re funny when you’re mad?

Trying hard not to smile, though I don’t feel bad.

I’m the kind of guy who laughs at leftist funerals,

Can’t understand what I mean?  You soon will.

You came in cocky, with a hate-filled mania,

But I just heard that Donald Trump took Pennsylvania!”

If any of you in CO nation feel the creative juices flowing, feel free to tweak some of the lyrics and put them in the comments.  Here’s one more example, from the start of the fifth verse:

“Top commie Xi feels like a Chinese chicken,

Wants to take Taiwan but now the clock is tickin’

Thought he’d be okay with Harris in there,

‘cause there’s no there there,

But now it’s Trump and that’s a problem.”

Okay, enough frivolity.  In my next column I’m going to cover some of the good news that is coming out of the Trump camp, and which bodes well for the next four years.  But I’m not quite done with celebrating the obnoxiousness of the frustrated lefties and the fits they are still throwing about the election.

I’ve grouped these into three categories.  The first is the sad-sack, street-level Democrat foot soldiers.  They believed all the lies and propaganda they’ve been fed, and I actually feel sorry for them.  Most of them seem to have either had a rough childhood, or else they’ve been spoiled rotten, or they’ve been raised by some really sub-par, politically poisonous parents. 

I’m holding out hope that some in this category can still turn things around for themselves, if they can just accept and learn the lessons from the beating that reality just gave them last week.      

Perhaps the best examples of these are the far-left gender feminists who recorded hysterical videos and shaved their heads in protest of Trump’s election.  If I could just talk to them, face-to-face, I think I could explain the hilarious yet painful reality they’re going to face between now and the middle of February or so.  I would say something like this…

You’ve bought into the ginned-up hyperbole in media, Democrat and academic circles that Trump’s supporters are a threatening patriarchal army of storm troopers, and you’re the brave resistance, fighting the good fight from your romanticized underground.  You really believed that they are going to be coming for you, kicking in doors and dragging you off, forcing you into those idiotic Handmaid Tale outfits and breeding you against your will.

And now you’re going to spend the next two months commiserating with other paranoid lefties, re-shaving your head and putting on 25 pounds from binge/grief eating and preparing for the lowering of the Orange Curtain (so much worse than the Iron Curtain of your socialist co-religionists!) over your imagined Amerikka.

And then, a couple weeks after the inauguration, you’ll discover that no one has come for you.  You shaved your head, quit your job at the vegan bookstore, got a few more piercings and a Planned Parenthood solidarity tattoo on your right butt cheek, stopped paying the rent on your apartment (since you’ll soon be in a camp) and braced yourself for the ominous knock at your door. 

But nobody came.  Not on the first day of “Trump II: the Re-Trumpening.”  Not during the first or second week.   

And then you’ll stagger out into the street, bloated and bleary-eyed from crying yourself to sleep, blinking in the sunlight and running your hand over the ugly stubble on your stupidly shaved head.

And you’ll see happy and optimistic citizens, walking around with purpose as they begin to enjoy a newly liberated America, with an economy that’s picking up and civil rights that are being protected.  As if it were morning in America again. 

Because it is!

And it will start to dawn on you: We don’t hate you.  We don’t even know you.  Your angry social media manifestos and your slam poetry meant to overturn the capitalist system has had no impact, other than making you unnecessarily miserable.

The patriarchy isn’t afraid of you, or obsessed with controlling you.  It doesn’t care about you one way or the other, because it’s not really a thing.   You’re not a member of an exciting, transgressive new gender, because there are still only the two.    

You’re just a gullible goofball who fell for the lies of the most hateful, oppressive grifters to appear in America since the Democrat slaveholders were defeated by Lincoln and his Republican armies in the 1860s.

If you can accept that realization, and get through the shame, and repent – renouncing the leftist devils and all of their evil ways – we’d love to have you join us as we do our best to undo the damage of the last four years.        

(By the way, on your imbecilic charge of GOP “Nazism”, I am begging you to read just a little bit of history.  The acronym “Nazi” refers to a party of “German socialist workers.”  Hitler opposed international socialism NOT because he was a conservative/right-winger, but because he was a xenophobe who wanted a German NATIONAL socialism.  Do you see the through-line there?  Hitler vs. Stalin was a socialist-on-socialist battle royale.)

The second category is the professional class: organizers, bureaucrats and academics.  You may have seen the best example of this group: the video put up by a lefty woman named Arlene at 5:00 on election day.  Search for it under “Dr. Arlene Political Analyst.”

She laughs and smirks her way through telling the story of a lowly store clerk she encountered that day, when she was buying champagne to celebrate Kamala’s certain win that night.  When the clerk looked skeptical, Arlene explained to him – in 180-proof condescension – that Kamala was definitely going to win.

It all comes down to “reproductive rights” you see, and the abortion-loving women of America were going to dominate the ballot box.  In fact, Que Mala was going to sweep all 7 battleground states, plus Iowa!  When the poor male dullard still seemed skeptical, she said, “I’m a political analyst, and I’m telling you right now, she’s winning this election.”

Then she rubbed it in: “You do realize that you’ve wasted your vote, right?”  And then she cackled more obnoxiously than Kamala, which I wouldn’t have believed possible. 

If you watch the video, don’t forget to watch the sequel, which she recorded after Trump stomped Kamala.  Because her reaction is chef’s-kiss perfect.  The cackle and smirking are gone, but she has figured out why her flawless prediction was off. “There is one fundamental thing that you cannot account for when you are using data to predict the outcome of an election.  You can’t factor in the impact of racism and misogyny.” 

Unexpectedly!

I am afraid that there is less hope for this woman and the others in her category, because once you’ve acquired advanced degrees and achieved this level of narcissistic arrogance, it’s going to take a planetary extinction-level event to have any chance of piercing the reinforced shell of your immense self-regard with even a tiny bit of reality.

(By the way, this woman temporarily broke the SFPI© (Simpson Face Punchability Index).  The maximum score possible should be a perfect 10, but when I entered this video, the reading was 12.5.  I’ve got my engineering team working on the problem, but so far it seems like the extreme level of smugness overwhelmed the Index.)

The third and most rarified category of wrong-headed lefty is made up of the top of the pyramid, those who hold the most respected positions at the top of our supposedly elite cultural institutions.

The archetypal example here is the august membership of the NY Times Editorial Board.  This crazy cabal put out a 10-minute video last week entitled, “The Worst Version of a Trump Administration,” and it’s as wildly and irrationally apocalyptic as any of the crying leftist mental-patient TikTok videos. 

Each genius recorded his or her doomsday predictions, which are presented sequentially.  And each one is more unhinged than the last.  One white lady with a schoolmarm vibe warns that Trump will send troops into “neighborhoods like my own to round up undocumented immigrants… and set up a network of camps.” 

One of them solemnly fears his promise “to become a dictator on day 1.”  Another one says, with a straight face, that Trump might bomb Mexico. 

Something called “M. Gessen” – birth name “Masha,” but a non-binary “they/them” who is either a very homely woman, or a very frail and still homely man – says Trump will essentially destroy our institutions.  (On second glance, it/they appears to have a beard, but it’s the thinnest, wispiest beard imaginable, and seems to whisper “see what taking male hormones can do?”  So your guess is as good – and as gross – as mine.)

Charles “Boy Does He” Blow says that Trump’s policies are “democracy ending.”

Again, these are not the kind of rando-s you might expect to see on a “womyn’s TikTok forum,” or the lost and wandering souls milling around outside a methadone clinic.  They are the editorial board of the NEW YORK FREAKING TIMES!!

These are the people who generate and disseminate the paranoid fantasies that filter down to the professional category – providing them with the building materials for their arrogant self-image – and down to the foot-soldier category, trapping them in their unsophisticated, self-imposed misery.

I picture a carved sign over the NYT boardroom reading, “Abandon all Hope, Ye Who Enter Here,” because there must be a special place in hell for those who do this much damage to their society. 

I am almost convinced that they have to know that the cartoonish depiction of the unspeakable horrors of the coming Trump term is false.  How could they not? 

But then if they do know, how can they record this idiocy, knowing that they’re going to be exposed as either liars or fools?  This isn’t like global warming doomsday scenarios, when people saying America will be underwater in a century will be long dead before their predictions are disproved. 

These people will still be here in four years (with the possible exception of M. Gessen, who does not look well) when their paranoid fantasies will prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that they are morons.

Let’s all save that video, and meet back here right before Christmas of 2028, when we can drink to the memories of P-Nut the Squirrel, Fred the Raccoon, and the disgraced members of the NYT Editorial Board.

Hamas delenda est!

Things are Getting Better, & How Did Kamala Burn Through that much Cash? (posted 11/12/24)

The good feelings in the aftermath of Trump’s election are coming from two sources at once: the immediate positive results from a radical shift in direction, and the sweet schadenfreude of watching our opponents receive their much-deserved comeuppance.

The exuberance flowing from the former feels like we’ve been suffering from a long and miserable illness, and the fever has finally broken.  It reminds me of when Reagan won in 1980.

I was a callow youth of 18 when Reagan was elected, and because I was one of those strange young males who was interested mostly in sports and girls (and sure, tons of reading), I didn’t pay much attention to politics.  But I followed the biggest issues in the news, and in the subsequent years, as I got into politics, I came to admire Reagan, as right-thinking people do.

And I loved the way that this optimistic leader brought such a change of outlook to America.  Carter’s tired, leftist defeatism and malaise burned off like a fog after the sunrise, and though it took 18 months for Reagan’s economic policies to start bearing fruit, the mood changed immediately.

Carter didn’t seem to have much faith in the nation, and his defenders said that his grim struggling was mostly because the presidency had become too burdensome for one man to shoulder.  Then Reagan entered, and said, “Hold my jar of jellybeans and watch this.”  He clearly loved the country, and his outlook had more optimism than caution to it. 

The most obvious change came in foreign policy, when the Islamic fanatics in Iran who had been holding our hostages for over a year released them immediately.  From there Reagan started cheerfully opposing the soviet socialists, and began the pushback that would cause the USSR’s collapse shortly after he left office. 

There is a more contemporary example of that Reagan-esque “morning in America” feeling.  Or in this case, “morning in Argentina.”  Javier Milei became the president there, and many saw him as a Trumpy figure.  He was brash and bold, and to the wild hair he added the craziest mutton-chop sideburns since Mungo Jerry.  (Boom!  Obscure pop culture reference ripped from the headlines… of 1970.)  

Milei introduced a pro-free-market package of policies that included government austerity, and tearing through the national bureaucracy like a chainsaw.  And in a very short time, he’s achieved incredible economic and quality-of-life gains for the Argentinian people.

A week out from Trump’s election, I’m already getting some Reagan-with-Mungo-Jerry-sideburns vibes.  Just as the Ayatollah released our hostages in 1981, the government of Qatar – which had been sheltering some top Hamas kleptocrats for over a year now – suddenly (within 48 hours of Trump’s victory) announced that they were kicking those creeps out of Doha. 

I wonder why?  Do you think it has anything to do with the fact that Biden’s attitude has been, “Qatar should mediate negotiations between Hamas and Israel that will go on for 47 years with no resolution,” and that Trump’s new offer is, “We’re giving the IDF lots of weapons and letting them off the chain, and they’re going to start dropping buildings and handing out ballistic enemas in Qatar the way they have been in Gaza and Lebanon”?

Coincidentally, the value of the Iranian currency has dropped, Hamas is putting out peace feelers in the press, and hostile world leaders know that they will soon be dealing with a confident US leader leaning into “peace through strength,” rather than a shuffling corpse or a cackling fellatrix pushing “peace through appeasement.”

Meanwhile at home, the NYC Mayor just announced that he’s stopping the insane policy of providing $18,500 welfare payments to illegals in his city, and the mostly corrupt top brass at the the FBI and elsewhere in DC are scrambling to find other employment before the orange broom begins to sweep clean.   

The schadenfreude from our opponents’ shell-shocked disarray continues to come hard and fast, too.  Suddenly no one on the left will admit to ever having had anything to do with Joe Biden or Kamala Harris.  Except for the dope on CNN who says Que Mala should be appointed to SCOTUS!

I can just hear their debates now:

Que Mala: I was raised in the middle class—

John Roberts: You can’t begin every dissent with, “I was raised—”

Que Mala: I’m speaking.  Will you let me speak?

Alito: This case is about contested rights over fisheries in coastal waters—

Que Mala: These fisherpersons have hopes.  They have dreams.  They have—

Thomas: Aspirations?

Que Mala (glaring at him): I didn’t just fall out of a coconut tree.

Roberts: What?  Nobody said—

Que Mala: I’m speaking!

And, scene.

One of the funniest developments of the last week has been finding out that the political party of hugely wasteful government spending programs blew through a shockingly high mountain of cash in their failed campaign.

Unexpectedly!

Kamala raised a billion dollars – “billion” with a “B!” – and somehow ended up $20 mil in the hole!  It turns out every sleazy celebrity who posed as a close personal friend and committed leftist was charging the Dem campaign for their appearances.  Creepy Oprah – who is literally a billionaire – reportedly charged Kamala $1 million to “interview” her for the cameras.

Sure, I’d listen to Kamala’s inane word salad for a million bucks.  But not if I had Oprah’s money!

And the rest of the Dem brain trust weren’t much smarter than Kamala.  Because they poured just under half a billion dollars ($495 mil) into 5 Senate races – two defending Dems in MT and OH, and three going after GOP seats in MO, TX and FL.  And they went 0-for-5 in those races!

If you’re keeping score at home, the GOP spent around $500 million and won the White House, the Senate and the House, while the Dems spent over 3 times that much.  And all they achieved with all of that cash was to kill P-nut the Squirrel and Fred the Raccoon, and to make all of the women (including those assigned male at birth) in the “main-stream media” cry like toddlers and throw hilariously entertaining tantrums. 

One added bonus: the elite Left now has $1.5 billion less to spend on the next election cycle!

Speaking of added bonuses, our cup continues to runneth over – after all the joy that hath cometh in the morning! – because our leftist betters seem to have learned zero lessons from their epic beatdown.

Ken-Doll Newsom has called a special legislative session to beef up CA’s resources to fight Trump on environmentalism, abortion, and immigration, and Jabba the Pritzker in IL and Schumer and Hochul in NY are calling for similar efforts.  In reality, that means that taxpayers in those states will have more of their money wasted.  Post-Dobbs, abortion is handled completely by the states already, and they are free to spend state dollars on green boondoggles to their hearts’ content.    

In Massachusetts, Grandma Squanto is on the warpath too, vowing the same kind of “resistance” to the legitimately elected government of our nation.  She’s setting up a pitched battle of cowboys and Warrens (#wemustneverstopmockingher) along the same lines as the other blue governors. 

Because their deep and abiding love of our sacred democracy requires them to fight the voters’ express preferences tooth and nail, of course.

I’ll leave you with one more bit of good news.

Oops, two: my daughter Katie is fully recovered, and has already been back to nursing for two shifts.  Thanks again for all the thoughts and prayers for her!

Second, MSNBC went into the weekend trying to give their benighted viewers some hope for the future in the form of a story headlined, “Five Democrats in prime position to be face of the party in 2028.” 

(Please feel free to insert your own “faces only a mother could love” joke here.)

The line-up is as follows:

CA’s Ken-Doll

MI’s Gretchen “Wicked Whitmer of the Mid-west” Whitmer

IN’s Mayor Pete

PA’s Josh Shapiro

MD’s Governor Wes Moore

The first three are well-known and well-loathed, due to their records of failed governance.  Their best attributes seem to be their identity-politics box checking: Whitmer is female (sort of), Pete is gay (and likes choo choos), and Newsom is sort of non-binary, due to his featureless plastic genital region.

But after this election – in which Trump got record high (for the GOP) vote percentages from blacks, Hispanics, suburban women, native Americans, Jews and even Amish! – the bloom may have gone off the identity-politics rose.

So the front runners would have to be Shapiro and Moore.  The former because all we know of him is how he compares to Tampon Tim Walz (and clearing that bar means literally nothing), and the latter because he is completely unknown.

Shapiro’s Jewishness is likely to hurt his chances amongst the jihadi element of the Democrat base, but Moore is black.  So he is the defacto Dem to beat, because of anti-white racism, and his totally unknown status.

I know it’s a little early for the Polymarket to start cranking up for 2028. 

But I’ve gotta say, I like our chances so far.

Hamas delenda est!

The Happiness Continues (posted 11/11/24)

It’s still sinking in, guys!  It’s five days later, and the relief and the joy – which, it turns out, doesn’t just cometh in the morning, but also the next day, and the next day, and at Thanksgiving, and at Christmas and most definitely in January! – is still sinking in!

My six-day (and counting!) experience of waves of happiness has reminded me of one of my favorite jokes from the late great Norm MacDonald (man, I miss that guy, along with Sam Kinison!).  You can find it online, and Norm tells it way better than I can write it, but it’s about LSD:

“They warned me that you’ve got to be careful with that LSD, because you can have flashbacks.  Ten years can go by, 20 years, 30 years, and then you’ll have a flashback.  And I thought hey, that sounds like a good deal.  You’re telling me that I buy a drug, and I eat it and get high, and then 20 years later, I get high again?  I like to stretch my drug dollar.”  Then he goes on to bemoan the fact that he’s never actually gotten a flashback.  

Well, this Trump victory over Que Mala and all the forces of darkness is giving me what Norm was looking for with his foray into LSD.  Because I got a hat-trick of dopamine, serotonin and endorphins hit me on Tuesday night, and the giddy flashbacks have been coming in quasi-orgasmic waves ever since.  If I were still teaching, my productivity would have dropped off a cliff!

Fortunately for all of us, my vocation now is writing about politics and mocking leftists, so I am a pig in slop.  A Hunter in a brothel!  A Pritzker in a Krispy Kreme factory!!

All of these happiness neurotransmitters are hitting me like the discovery of drugs hit the Beatles, and I feel like I’m ready to get into the studio and knock out the political commentary equivalent of Abbey Road every day for a month!    

In fact, right now I’ve got 4000 words drafted, which is two and a half columns, and I’ve got notes for that many more.  This is likely going to be another 4-column week, at least! 

So all of you who say my columns are too long, and you’re tired of winning, it’s just too much winning… Suck it, Trebek!  The bodies of our political enemies litter the field before us, and it’s time to trample the wounded and hurdle the dead.  (Rhetorically speaking, I mean.)  And to savor the lamentations of their men who identify as women!

Whoo.  Let me catch my breath.

While I do that, the soundtrack for today’s column is a cover of the Beastie Boys’ “Sabotage” by a group called “Brass Against.”  It’s a three-minute adrenalin dump that I’ve been listening to compulsively since Wednesday.

The song captures my paranoia, anxiety and anger about the way the Dems rigged the 2020 elction, and the way I feared they were going to sabotage us again this time.  “Brass Against” is 9 people with the usual players (vocalist, drummer, guitar), but also a great horn section (2 trumpets, 2 trombones, a sousaphone and baritone sax), and their cover is great.  They’ve got the same dirty guitar of the original, and the female vocalist has the same nasal NY Beastie Boys tone, but that brass, though!

Turn it on, and blast it.  And when you get to 1:40, wait for things to crescendo into the cacophonous wall of sound and primal scream that goes on for 30 seconds – THAT’s what I felt when they called PA for Trump!

Okay. If I smoked, I’d be lighting one up right now.  Since I don’t, let’s just move on.

So one of my favorite stories this week appeared in the NY Post, and it covered a TikTok posted by Tim Walz’s daughter after the election.

I know what you’re thinking: That skipping dipsh*t fathered a child?!

Apparently so.  And she’s 23, and named Hope Walz.  (If her middle name isn’t “Less,” I am very disappointed.) She’s got a nose ring, and is the type of angry, narcissistic goofball who has no qualms about recording and posting a whiny video of herself being hilariously wrong about politics.

Unexpectedly!

She’s eating Sponge Bob mac-and-cheese on a couch (as normal adults do), and wants us to know that she’s heartbroken and angry, and that she doesn’t think too highly of Trump and Vance.  She says that she’s grateful to be her, and glad “that she’s on the side of love, hope, joy and progress.” 

Wow!  A leftist white lady who thinks that she’s just aces, and looks down on everybody who disagrees with her?  The hell you say!

She does get one thing right, though.  “This country does not deserve Kamala Harris!”

Amen, sister, and thank God!

An extra bonus I got from reading that story?  I learned that Trump beat Harris and Walz in Walz’s home county in Minnesota.  HA!  

In the same vein as poor Hope(less) Walz, I’ve been enjoying another bullet dodged by my younger, single, male brethren.  I’m talking about the trend of leftist females going online to proclaim that they’re going on a sex strike against men.  A few of them have even shaved their heads on camera, as a means of protesting the election.

Which gives me many thoughts.

Thoughts such as, “So you’re still happy with having hairy armpits and legs, but the hair on your head is what has to go?”

And, “I’m not saying these ladies are unattractive.  But when shaving your head is a lateral move, looks-wise…”

And, “I don’t think you know what motivates straight guys at all.  I mean, if someone who looks like Melania or Megyn Kelly says she’s on a sex strike, most guys are going to be flying a flag of mourning at half-mast.  (And yes, you may have just detected an extremely subtle double entendre right there.) 

But these gals?  It’s a big combo of “meh” and “whew!”

I’ve also learned another new thing when I came across these stories, many of which have the term “4B” on the screen.  And because I’m not just a pretty face and a razor-sharp wit, I buckled down and did some research to enlighten CO nation.  (It’s a cliché because it’s true: we Simpsons are working dogs, not show dogs.)

And it turns out that the term “4B” has its origins in a feminist movement that started in South Korea, and it refers to “four Korean words beginning with ‘bi’ or “no” in English:  1. Bihon (no marriage with men), 2 Bichulsan (no childbirth), 3. Biyeonae (no dating men), 4. Bisekseu (no heterosexual sexual relationships). 

If all of these TikTokers will allow me to man-splain something – because I know that feminist “4B” chicks must really love that – they could have saved themselves 3 auxiliary Bs, and boiled their cunning plan down to just the 4th B. 

Because if “bisekseu” means “no hetero sex,” that’ s going to pretty much preclude the other three Bs.  (I really hope that the Korean education system is better than ours, and that Korean women thus already understand that if there’s no hetereo-sex going on, they’re not going to have to worry about childbirth!) (Or marriage, for that matter.)

I like to think that we can all learn from everything we read, and I’ve learned a valuable life-hack from this research.  Because for most of my life, I’ve been plagued with a recurring problem: when women encounter me – in class, or on the street, or in a restaurant or store – some of them will take note of my firm jawline and dreamy eyes, and approach me flirtatiously.

If my wife is with me at such times, she’ll give them a look that communicates her ferocious Viking heritage, and they will slowly back away, trembling.  But if I’m alone, things are trickier.  That’s why I carry a collapsible metal baton that I can open with a flick of my wrist and wield defensively.  (I used to carry a pitching wedge with me at all times for this purpose, but that got awkward in some social settings.)

But now that I’ve read about the delightfully diverse Korean culture, I’ve got a new strategy.  I’ll just raise both arms in front of me, palms outward, and say in a firm and loud voice, “Bisekseu!”

I’ve already shared this brilliant strategy with CO and the other Roving Correspondents, and I’m sharing it with all of you now.  You’re welcome.

Okay, another column’s coming tomorrow, but I’ve got to leave you with my favorite unhinged leftist proposal from the last several days.  (And the competition is stiff!) 

CNN bonehead Bakari Sellers floated the idea of Biden replacing Sonia Sotomayor on the Supreme Court before Trump takes office in January.  That’s not a bad idea from the Democrats’ point of view: Sotomayor is 70 and rumored to have some health issues, so they’d love to avoid another RBG situation and put a younger far-left justice on the court before the Orange Menace takes over.

But then Bakari shows that he may have been dipping into the Bacardi.  Because his recommended replacement for Sotomayor is… wait for it… Kamala Harris!

That’s right, the woman who just definitively proved that she is not qualified to run a lemonade stand, and is the emptiest of all empty pantsuits…  He thinks SHE would be a good pick for the highest court in the land! 

Of course, Bakari is just like most of our leftist elites who expected that she’d be the next president.  They thought they’d be able to ride a wave of faux joy and smearing us as Nazis into another four devastating years in the White House.  Thank God they were so wildly wrong!

Or as the Beastie Boys might have told them, “Your crystal ball ain’t so crystal clear.”

Speaking of Nazis, on this Veterans’ Day, I’ll bet a ton of our military heroes, from those who hit the beaches in Normandy to go kick some socialist arse in 1944 all the way up to today, are celebrating Trump’s forthcoming second term along with all of us.   

Hamas delenda est!

More Delicious Fall-Out From the Election (posted 11/8/24)

I feel like we are all close enough by now that I can start this column out on a personal note. 

I have been blessed to live a life in which I’ve had more than my share of great weeks.  There was the week I closed on and married my wife – a woman so far out of my league that I still have to look up at her through a telescope, like Lord Nelson scanning the horizon from the deck of his flagship in the late 17th century.

There were the weeks in 1997 and 2002 when my daughters were born, and the week in 2013 when Cassie the Wonder Dog joined our family.  Not to mention the fourth week of January 1986, when the greatest NFL team in history (Da Bears) won the Super Bowl.

But this week isn’t even over yet, and it’s already edged out the Bears, the Wonder Dog, and one of the daughters’ birth.  (Never mind which one, because that would hurt her feelings.) (And yes, of course, I’m kidding!)

I have spent the last two days scanning the internet and flipping through channels, savoring the greatest election of my lifetime, and I haven’t even scratched the surface yet.  I’m awash in dopamine, serotonin, and endorphins, along with just the right amount of bourbon. 

I’m actually whistling to myself, like a dwarf in a Disney movie! 

In fact, I’m having physiological reactions that are probably not healthy, if they last too long.  My hilarious, over-performing brain has been competing for precious blood supply with other parts of my body, and my brain is not entirely winning, to the extent that I am experiencing intermittent difficulties in just maintaining consciousness.

Perhaps I’ve said too much. 

By the way, after I mentioned several songs that were my soundtrack for the election night and early morning, CO nation member Bruce Townshend (for whom I would much more happily yell, “Brrrruuuuuce!” than I would for Springsteen these days) suggested that I provide a soundtrack for each column that I write. 

While I’m not sure I can sustain that, I know the song that’s become an earworm over my last 36 hours.  It’s the theme song from the greatest of all live-action puppet movies, Team America: World Police.  It first popped into my head when I heard that Bibi Netanyahu quickly called Trump with congratulations, and I immediately thought about what the leaders of Iran, Hezbollah and Hamas must have thought when they found out that Trump is coming back.

Use Duckduckgo.com (not commie Google) to find that theme song, and prepare to meld your thoughts with mine.  Language alert though: it’s a cheerfully and childishly vulgar song, and if “F” bombs are beyond the pale for you, please don’t listen!   

I have been giddily watching leftist celebrities melting down since the election.  Jimmy Kimmel’s tearful reaction was especially delicious, with perfect tones of whiny, emotional narcissism throughout. (He’s more of a woman than Melania Trump is, and that’s neither an insult to her nor a compliment to him!)

He ran through a list of people for whom election night “was a terrible night,” including women, hard-working immigrants, healthcare workers, scientists, free speech fans, poor people, the middle class, seniors, etc.  Of course he didn’t mention whether the immigrants are here illegally or not, and he laughably suggested that free speech is more welcomed among his Soviet-style censoring friends than it will be under Trump and Elon.   

And his complete lack of self-awareness is clear when he frets over the poor and middle class, both of whom voted for Trump in greater numbers than ever before.

He ends perfectly: It was a terrible night for those who voted against Trump (finally, an accurate one!), and, “It was also a bad night for everyone who voted for him.  You just don’t realize it yet.”

Got that?  You – meaning the majority of the country now – are so stupid that you don’t even realize what a terrible mistake you’ve made.  Jimmy knows better, and you’ve really let him down.

Joy(less) Reid made a similarly idiotic point, saying that Kamala “ran a flawless campaign.” Her evidence?  “Queen Latifah never endorses candidates, but she did this time.”  Kamala lined up “all kinds of celebrity endorsements.” 

Yes she did.  And as we’ve all heard our whole lives, “As goes Queen Latifah, so goes the nation.”  

Yet somehow, all of that celebrity preaching – Springsteen’s caterwauling, the Avengers’ lame repartee, Bill Maher’s nasal condescension – didn’t work with regular people. 

Unexpectedly!

We’ve disappointed them all, from DeNiro, Streisand and Oprah to Michael Moore, Taylor Swift, and the harpies on the View, etc. and etc. 

“How are we ever going to get through this?” you are not asking.  Because just like me, you know that you will somehow manage to persevere in spite of the crushing disappointment we’ve inflicted on our leftist betters. 

Sorry: BECAUSE of that disappointment, not “in spite of” it.

Probably my favorite backfiring leftist outreach came from actress Julia Roberts.  She did the voice-over for a creepy ad recommending that clever, secretly Kamala-loving wives lie to their slow-witted Trump-supporting husbands, telling the hubbies that they’d voted for Trump when they’d actually voted for the Cackler.

Since everyone knows that the keys to a healthy marriage are deceiving your spouse and voting for vapid idiots, you’ll be shocked to learn that Roberts has gone through a long series of high-profile break-ups and one divorce, and is now married to a guy she messed around with when he was married to someone else.

Man, I hope that dude just voted for Trump while wearing a “White Dudes for Kamala” button!  

The drama-queen leftist politicians have been as much fun to watch as the leftist celebrities. Illinois Governor Pritzker (D-irigible) had a tough-guy warning for Trump.  “I’m a happy eater.  So you come for my comically oversized turkey leg, you [have to] come through me!”

Which I found pretty confusing.  I mean, I don’t know why—

Oh, hang on.  I got that quote wrong.  He actually said, “I’m a happy warrior,” and, “You come for my people, you come through me!” 

Which sounds more logical, but less true.  Does he think Trump is threatening the suffering people of Illinois, or that he’s ‘coming for them’?” 

Though I’ll grant you one thing: if Trump wants to get at Illinois residents and to do so he has to “go through” Pritzker, he’s going to need some sort of an armored vehicle – preferably with a sturdy cow-catcher mounted on the front of it – to get through the Round Mound of Unsound (policy).

I am especially loving watching the top Dems and their camps pointing fingers and blaming each other.  It’s often said that there’s no way to fix a problem until you’ve correctly diagnosed what caused it.  If that’s true, the Dems better prepare for a lot more losing in the near future. 

Because after watching more hours of MSNBC and CNN in the last two days than I have in the previous several years, I don’t see anybody learning any lessons over there!

Many of them are blaming Joe Biden, either for running for a second term at all, or for staying in there so late.  And of course they’ve got a point, since he deteriorated frightfully by the middle of his term.  But they’re all acting like the Democrat machine and party base were blameless in that situation.

It’s not like Biden descended from heaven, and they all had no choice in the matter!  Everyone could plainly see his infirmity and his “cuckoo fried chicken” mental state in 2020. 

But since Bernie scares any voters who aren’t far-left commies, and the rest of their bench looked like a bunch of dysfunctional rejects from a bottom-dwelling triple-AAA farm club, they anointed Joey Gaffes as the party nominee, then shoved him into the basement and later managed to drag him out and across the finish line that November.

Then, after his first two disastrous years – with the opened border; the wasteful geyser of trillions shoved out the door on far-left boondoggles; the bloody mess of the nightmarish Afghanistan pull-out; the screaming rant in front of Independence Hall set-dressed as the 1930s Reichstag; the raging inflation and the monumental civil rights violation of useless forced masking and vaxing – you idiots let him run again, without a primary!      

Many are blaming Que Mala, and of course they have a point too: she is metaphysically terrible, as everybody saw when she got zero primary votes and dropped out early in 2019.  When Joe picked her explicitly because she checked a few DEI boxes, they got what they deserved: a meritless DEI candidate.

Then when Joe’s decay accelerated before and during the midterms in 2022, they could have opened their party up to a traditional primary – as people who pretend to believe in “our sacred democracy” are supposed to do.  But they didn’t do that. 

In fact, they screwed the couple of people who tried to challenge his Posthumous Excellency.  They changed rules so that any votes that went to another candidate in a primary would automatically go to Biden.  As people who pretend to believe in “our sacred democracy” would NEVER do.

They boxed out Marianne “Cray-Cray Crystal Lady” Williamson, and sabotaged RFK Jr. like a bunch of cowardly Sirhan Sirhans.  The way a party which pretends to believe in “our sacred democracy” would NEVER do. 

Thus causing one more layer of sweet irony, when a spurned RFK Jr. joined forces with Trump, and possibly added enough disenfranchised Dem voters to Trump’s total that it may have made a difference in the final result! 

For once, a Kennedy got to kill his would-be political assassins!  (Too soon?)

So they used every dirty trick possible to prevent a democratic primary and crowned Joey Gaffes.  And then he did an amazing Dana Carvey impression in the debate, and panic ensued.

But even THEN, the Dems could have scrambled to put on a “shotgun primary.”  But no.  They had a DEI hire right there, and one of the many reasons that you should never hire somebody for DEI reasons is that it’s nearly impossible to ever FIRE any such person. 

So they ended up in a hilarious dilemma.  They had stuck themselves with Biden, and when he shuffled off this mortal coil, they stuck themselves with Que Mala. 

And now they’re mad at Biden for being so Biden-y, and Que Mala for being so Mala, and they’re pointing fingers at anyone other than themselves.

More please!   

Hamas delenda est!

Basking in the Election Aftermath!(posted 11/7/24)

What a day, CO nation! Trump won the electoral college, and he won the popular vote.  He even won white suburban women.  And more blacks and Hispanics than any other GOP candidate in history!

We’ve got the Senate, and most hopefully the House too, if only by a bit.  It’s going to be a great Thanksgiving, and a happy Christmas.  Our long national nightmare is just about over! 

I slept about 3 hours last night, and I’m still feeling a little bit hungover, but not in a bad way.  I’d say the issue is about 10% bourbon, 50% relief, and 40% schadenfreude.  And now that I’m retired and don’t have to go into work, I’m going to try to keep nursing all three of those into and through this coming weekend, at least!

Here’s my soundtrack for the last 16 hours: “Here Comes the Sun” (because you have to have some Beatles) Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Dah (from when Disney was Disney), “I Should Have Known It” (Because: Tom Petty.  Also, that guitar lick, the bald brother on drums, and the message to the Dems: “It’s over now you see?  It’s the last time you’re gonna hurt me!”).

And Ray Charles and the Voices of Jubilation Singers doing “Oh Happy Day.” Because: Ray Charles in a leisure suit/tux, a Yamaha keyboard, and a crowd of dashikis backing him up.  As a Christian, the lines, “Oh happy day, oh happy day, when Jesus washed my sins away,” are always going to resonate with me. 

Also, is it a coincidence that “when Jesus washed the Dems away” also fits the rhyme scheme there?

It is not.

At the beginning of the night, I was so nervous that I took Cassie the Wonder Dog for her evening walk earlier than usual.  Then, when some of the early returns were not looking so great, I took another long walk. 

Then I walked the floors a lot while I was on the phone and/or texting with a cousin, an old buddy from grad school, and even the great and powerful CO himself.   (My favorite line of his was when he described the atmosphere on MSNBC as “Shakespearean despondency filtered through a membrane of bitterness!”) 

So I managed to get my 6000 daily steps in.  And then 14,000 more!

And sometime around 11 o’clock, when it was clear that things were going our way, I began to relax, and started with the celebratory bourbon.  Around 2:00 a.m., after Pennsylvania was called and Trump had won, I took another long walk, during which I prayed and whistled and smelled some very nice, late-flowering night-blooming jasmine in the neighborhood.

I walked past some of the Harris/Walz and “We love abortion!” yard signs in the surrounding blocks.  I stopped next to them, in case Cassie needed to relieve herself.  But because she’s too classy for that – and also a female – she declined to raise a leg on them.  

I considered doing that myself, but because I am too classy for that – and also because I’d gone before I left the house – I refrained.

And now I’ve spent the whole day flipping back and forth between news channels and making the rounds of my favorite websites, soaking in the good news, and savoring the defeat of those bad actors who sorely needed defeating. 

There’s so much news out there that we’ll all be digesting it in the coming days, so I thought I’d just do a little freestyle rambling about what has caught my attention so far…

I love that the Obamas have been smacked down and thwarted!  Some black commentators on the lefty channels criticized Barack for scolding black males for not coming out for the Empty Pantsuit.  His creepy invocation of the “fine people on both sides” lie on the eve of the election richly merited the comeuppance he got.  And Michelle’s angry closing speech repulsed everyone who wasn’t already in her camp.

But Barack’s a dishonest racial arsonist, and liars gonna lie.  And the Scowling Wookie’s gonna scowl!  And it availed them nothing!  HA!

Even though the popular vote is electorally irrelevant, I’m really glad that Trump won it.  The Dems made a big deal in 2016 about the “unfairness” of him winning the election despite Hillary getting more votes than him.  And for low-info voters who don’t understand the electoral college, I can understand their frustration.

But with Trump winning the popular vote, they can’t lie about how they “really won,” or his victory wasn’t legitimate.  (Even though many of them still will.)  

Their white-hot hatred of Trump makes their defeat even sweeter!  They’ve been calling him a Nazi moron and a misogynist half-wit fascist, not to mention a Satanically evil yet cartoonishly incompetent buffoon, while at the same time a grave threat to democracy.  They say he’s a rapist and a convicted felon, and the worst president in our country’s history.

And yet, when the American public looked at him, and then at Kamala, they said, “We’ll take felon, rapist, Satan-Hitler, please.”

There hasn’t been a popular democratic choice so humiliating since the 15th century, when Romanians – faced with the choice of living under the rule of Ottoman Muslims or local prince Vlad the Impaler, model for Bram Stoker’s Count Dracula – chose Vlad!

Got that, Democrats?  We’d rather elect Orange “Don the Impaler” Dracula than the Cackler and the Knucklehead!        

Also, how great is it that in a year when the entire Democrat party pinned their hopes on a titanic uprising among women voters – whom they assured us were super-motivated to retain the right to kill their children up until their second trimester in kindergarten – Donald Trump became the president who defeated BOTH of the “first female president” candidates? 

I haven’t seen anyone beat two women that badly since that tranny Algerian guy in the Olympics! (Which the leftist commentariat supported by the way, so spare me the “we care about women!” talking point.)

Ooh, that reminds me of a story about that guy, which I swear I am not making up.  A French hospital released a report on Monday claiming that he’s got XY chromosomes, internal testicles and a “micro-penis.” 

Now that I’ve written that, I can’t give you the pop quiz question I thought of last night after my second bourbon:

Who reportedly has internal testes and a micro-penis?

A.  Algerian “female” boxer dude

B. Tim Walz (when Minnesota still hadn’t been called by 11:00 p.m.)

C. Doug Emhoff (when Que Mala found out about the nanny)

D. Poor Adam Kinzinger  

Answer: Yes.

One other activity I’m enjoying today is revisiting all those who predicted that Kamala would win this election.  Even some members of CO nation – you know who you are! – seemed confidently pessimistic that Orange Man was no match for the tag team of Empty Woman and the Meretricious Media.   

Wrong celebrities are even more fun.  Old Snakehead Carville promised that Kamala would whip Trump.  Whoopi Goldberg – I loved her in Ghost (“Molly, you in danger, girl!”) and when she was the Predator in that Schwarzenegger movie – introduced Kamala for her fateful interview on The View as “the next President of the United States!”

But the most entertaining errors come from the pollsters who botch their predictions.  Kamala fans got a confidence boost from Ann Selzer’s poll for the Des Moines Register on Sunday that showed Trump losing Iowa by 3 points.  That pollster and poll are “the gold standard,” we were told.

And then… Trump wins Iowa by 13.  So close! 

I could throw a dart at a board, even after three bourbons, and land on a number closer to the real vote total than that!  I mean sure, I might miss the dartboard the first time or two.  But that third throw would come closer than 16 points off! 

But my favorite inaccurate pollster story this time involves academic nerd Allan Lichtman, the very confident inventor of what he calls the “’13 Keys’ System.”  His keys don’t relate directly to a specific candidate, but to general election conditions, such as whether the incumbent party candidate is the sitting president, or there is a strong short-term economy. 

He claimed that his keys have predicted the election winner in 9 of the last 10 presidential elections, and he confidently predicted a Kamala win on 11/5.  He argued with Nate Silver, who saw a tied contest but said his “gut” told him Trump would win.

Lichtman had me worried, so after Trump won I looked back at his system more closely, and identified my mistake.  It turns out that three of his keys were actually keys of coke. 

So I guess that one’s on me.

Finally, I love the long odds that Trump overcame to win this. 

After the bitterness of 2020, and earning the anger of many of us for his undisciplined pique that cost us control over the Senate with the two Georgia losses in January of 2021, Trump launched the most unbelievable comeback in American political history.  He had already persisted through sham investigations and two sham impeachments, and then he shouldered through a wave of lawfare cases and ridiculous verdicts that would have doomed a normal candidate, followed by surviving two assassination attempts, and then out-working his opponents at an age when most of us are retired or dead.

I mean, the guy was driving a garbage route ten days ago, and now he’s the incoming leader of the free world!  Only in America!  

Hamas delenda est!

Some Mockery, Followed by Election Predictions (posted 11/4/24)

At the end of this column, I’m going to provide – probably foolishly – my predictions for the election.  But first, it’s been several days since my last column, so there are many stories deserving mockery: 

Immediately prior to this weekend, Joe Biden damaged the Harris/Walz ticket twice.  He deflated Kamala’s hysterical prediction that Trump will one day put his enemies in jail by saying that “we should lock [Trump] up!” and he defanged the no-name comedian’s “Puerto Ricans are garbage” gaffe by calling half the country “garbage.”

The story was that Que Mala’s campaign had demanded that he not speak in public until after the election.  So I love to picture their consternation when an intern ran into the war room shouting, “Biden has put a foot in his mouth again!”

Biden Hack 1: Oh no, what did he say this time?

Intern: What?  No.  He didn’t put HIS foot in his mouth.  He put a baby’s foot in his mouth, at a Halloween party at the White House.

Hack 1: Gross!  But… (looking around at the other flunkies who have sold their souls to Satan)… that’s better, isn’t it?  I mean, he didn’t say anything to screw us, right?

Hack 2: I guess.  Chewing on babies’ feet is crazy, but everyone knows he’s crazy by now.  I think we dodged that bullet.

Hack 1: Whew!  Okay, let’s get back to our plans to cheat and steal the vote in battleground states.

Three…hours…lay-tair…

Intern (breathlessly bursting through the door): Biden escaped the White House—

Hack 1: What?  How?  Tell me he didn’t eat a baby!

Intern (shaking his head and catching his breath):  No.  He somehow snuck onto a plane to Philly.

Hack 1: Not Pennsylvania!  (looking around the table)  Who was supposed to be watching him?

Hack 3 (looking at his shoes):  Hunter.

Hack 1: Are you Schiffing me?  You’re fired!  (Hack 3 sadly stands, picks up his notepad and Vape pen and shuffles toward the door.)  Is it too late to divert the flight?  Possibly to Greenland?

Intern: No, he landed 40 minutes ago.

Hacks 1-13 (minus #3):  F**k! S**t!!!

Intern: Secret Service scrambled, and had a car waiting for him on the runway.  But he walked right past it and wandered away.

Hack 2: Please god, tell me he walked into a spinning propeller!

Hack 4: Or he stumbled out onto an active runway and a landing jet smashed him!

Intern:  No.  Secret Service chased him down and got him into the car.  Then they took him to a press conference.

Hack 1: What?!  No!!  We said no talking!

Hack 2: What did he say?

Intern: Well, he talked about back when he was in Scranton.

Hack 4: Oh god.

Intern: And then he said… that… he wanted to smack Trump in the ass.

Hack (dropping his head onto the table): F***!  No!

Hack 2 (putting a hand on Hack 1’s shoulder): Wait a minute, hang on.  What did he say, exactly?

Hack 4: That might not be so bad, right?  All of our voters hate Trump so much, they might not even mind.

Intern: Well, his exact words were, “These are the kind of guys you like to smack in the ass!” Unquote.

Hack 1 (head still on the table): Great.  He said it about Trump AND his voters.  (Everyone around the table moans.)  How are we going to spin this?

A long, painful silence hangs in the air.  Finally, Hack 12 – from the far end of the table – says, “Maybe we could say there was an apostrophe in the sentence?”

Hack 1 (head still on the table):  You’re fired.  Get out. (Hack 12 picks up his vape pen and his crack pipe, and slowly exits.)

Hack 8:  Let’s just think about this for a minute.  He didn’t say he wants to KICK his ass, right?

Intern (shaking his head):  He said, “smack.”

Hack 8:  Good.  Kicking your ass is violent.  But “smacking” your ass is…

Hack 6:  Sexual assault?  We’re trying to get male votes, and Flat Line says he wants to smack the asses of half the country!  How’s that going to play in Peoria?

Hack 5: I wish it was AOC’s ass we were talking about.  That might get us a few male votes!

Hack 1 (lifting his head and slumping back into his chair):  Why would he be babbling about smacking AOC’s ass?  She’s on our side.

Hack 5 (defensively): Well, she’s got a juicy booty, right?  (All of the other hacks stare at him balefully, and he holds his hands up, palms out.)  Hey, her words, not mine!

Hack 1: But it wasn’t about AOC, was it?  It was about Trump and/or his supporters.  So where does that leave us?

Hack 2: I only see two options.

Hack 1 (looking at him for a moment, then sighing deeply, defeated):  Okay.  Raise your hand if you think we should say that the President’s comment was encouraging violence?  (Everybody looks at each other.  A few hands tentatively go up.)

Hack 1: Okay, now raise your hand if you think we should say that his comment was just meant to be homo-erotic?

And, scene.  

Meanwhile, Kamala diverted from a flight to Detroit on Saturday so that she could go to NYC and appear in the cold open of Saturday Night Live.  (On the bright side, the poor Detroit residents have suffered enough, and at least they were spared a Kamala speech!)  Because if there’s one thing she’s known for, it’s her deft comic touch. 

Annnnnnddddd… Yikes! That was one of the most awkward things I’ve ever seen in my life. 

And I’ve seen Grandma Squanto trying to drink a beer like a normal person, and Tim Walz trying to load a shotgun, and Donald Trump inviting several of Bill Clinton’s groping victims to his debate with Hillary, where Bill Clinton sat in the front row, sweating like a Que Mala in church. 

To top it all off, it turns out that the skit she did – she sat on one side of a “mirror” and talked to Kamala-imitator Maya Rudolph, as if she were having a dialogue with herself – had actually been done before. 

In 2015. 

By Donald Trump, talking to Jimmy Fallon, who was made up to look like Trump.

You can’t make this stuff up.  Kamala has been criticized for stealing Trump’s policy ideas, such as his “no tax on tips” proposal and his advocacy for a border wall.  So then she goes on SNL and… rips off the same skit he did 9 years ago!  And, as it happens, he was much funnier.

Unexpectedly!

Okay, I am reckless enough that I am going to make a few election predictions.  And that’s despite the fact that I did so before the 2022 elections, and was wildly optimistic, and wildly wrong. 

I thought that after the first two horrific years of the Biden administration, there would be a red wave, and I predicted something like 53/54 GOP Senate seats and a gain of around 34 House seats.  Instead, the Dems held the Senate, and we only picked up a handful of House seats, and then only because there were mini red waves in FL and NY. 

So I have a lousy track record at this.  But I’m not letting that stop me from trying again.

This time my gut tells me that Trump is going to win, but the polls make little sense to me, as they’re suggesting a lot of contradictory and counter-intuitive outcomes.

First, the “top line” of the polls – suggesting that every battle ground state is practically tied, as is the national popular vote – makes no sense in terms of those same polls’ cross-tabs.  How can Trump be way ahead of past races with blacks, Latinos, Jews, young people etc. – not ahead in terms of getting a majority, but ahead of the usual amount by which GOP candidates trail with those groups – and yet be tied overall?

Second, how can Trump seem to have so much momentum, and yet not be breaking away numerically? 

Even leftist Trump haters are admitting – through clenched teeth – that his McDonald’s and garbage man stunts have been wildly effective.  His appearance with Joe Rogan has gotten 40 million views and rave reviews.  And his surrogates – JD, RFK Jr., Elon, Tulsi – have been hitting one home run after another for the last several weeks.

Conversely, the large voter group of the PWFEs (People With Functioning Eyes) have seen Kamala doing terribly in every interview and speech.  Reliable leftist unions and newspapers that always endorse Dems have not endorsed her.  And her surrogates have been as bad as Trump’s have been good. 

Joe Biden and Bill Clinton are stomping on her every talking point. Walz is a skipping dipsh*t nightmare. Mark Cuban is insulting all of the female Trump voters, and Barack and Michelle are insulting all the male ones. 

3.  CO has been posting the betting odds, which my gut tells me are more reliable than most polling, since you know the people putting money on the line are at least honestly indicating what they expect to happen, as opposed to pollsters who are very often partisan and have skin in the game, either transparently or covertly.  And those show a 61/39 expectation of a Trump win.

4. Even more important, to me, is to watch what the various campaigns do, as opposed to what they say.  For example, when Kamala took ad money out of NC late last week to spend it elsewhere, that told me that her people believe that NC is a lost cause for them.  (That doesn’t mean they’re right, but it’s at least an honest indicator of what they really think – a super rare thing from any Democrat campaign!)

In that vein, I think a couple of huge indicators have not been talked about enough: in the last several weeks, Democrat Senate candidates in four important states – Baldwin in WI, Casey in PA, Slotkin in MI and Sherrod Brown in OH – have put out their own ads distancing themselves from Biden/Harris and touting agreements with Trump. 

In OH that makes sense, because it’s now a red state that Trump will win, but in WI, MI and PA?  Those are supposed to be razor’s edge states, and yet high-profile Dem senators are going to knife their own party to snuggle up to Trump?  And no other prominent Dems are trashing them over that?

That suggests that their own polling is showing that Harris will likely lose in their states, and they don’t want to be sucked down in her under-tow.  (Yes, okay, insert your own Willie Brown joke here.) 

Finally, there is good and bad news on the “Democrat cheating” front.  The bad news is that they’re still trying to cheat as much as they did before, with documented dirty tricks (and at least limited success) in GA, PA and other battleground states.  The good news is that the GOP has worked harder to counter that this time around, and has responded quickly and pushed back.  But there’s still a lot to worry about on that front. 

Having said all that, here are my best guesses:

President:  If pollsters are still generally underestimating Trump’s vote by even half as much as they did in 2016 and 2020 (i.e. from 3-5 points nationwide, and averaging around 2-4 in the battlegrounds), his narrow leads and/or ties in the battlegrounds could easily turn into a sweep that gets him around 325-330 in the electoral college. 

That’s my best-case scenario. Right now the RCP averages, with no toss-up states, gives him around 287, which is (please, please God!) my worst-case scenario.  I’m just praying that he wins the electoral college by enough votes that Dem cheating or legal challenges in any one state won’t be able to reverse the result!

Senate: I don’t see how we don’t at least take the Senate with 51 seats, given that WV and Montana both seem to be nearly certain pickups.  But if my sweep scenario above happens, Trump could have coat-tails that might pull narrow Senate underdogs in WI, MI, PA and OH across the finish line, for a total of 55 GOP Senate seats in my best-case scenario.

House: No idea.  RCP averages show 42 seats as “in play,” with the GOP currently holding 201 to the Dems’ 192 seats.  Their generic House preference is now 0.4% for the GOP, so if the GOP gets slightly more than half of those 42 seats, they’d have around 223ish seats to the Dems’ 212.  My best-case scenario in the event of a GOP good night might add a half-dozen seats to the GOP total.    

Okay, those are my guesses.  (And, let’s be honest, my prayers!)  Maybe you all could add your predictions to the comments?

If you haven’t already voted, please get out and vote on Tuesday!  A Trump win is essential, but winning by a large margin – and maybe even winning the popular vote – would greatly strengthen his ability to get a lot done in the next two years.

Hamas – and Harris/Walz – delenda est!

Kamala’s Wheels Come Off, & Israel Continues On Its Roll (posted 11/1/24)

Could Bill Clinton be collaborating with Joe Biden to sink Kamala’s campaign? 

First there was his incredibly damaging statement a few weeks ago that Laken Riley would still be alive if her illegal alien murderer had been vetted and kept out of the country, which was greeted by an echoing cry of, “WTF?!!” from Kamala HQ.

And this week he goes to Michigan, just a day after Kamala almost sliced herself to ribbons by grabbing a sharp rod during a factory tour.  (“Can I touch that rod?  Can I TOUCH that ROD?  CAN I TOUCH THAT ROD?!”) (And yes, the Willie Brown jokes are basically writing themselves at this point.)

This time the old horn-dog said, “I don’t think it’s right to say that people have to vote for Donald Trump because the economy was better then.”  And the partisan crowd moaned.  Meanwhile, whoever is running Kamala’s campaign sent an urgent text to ol’ Handsy McGroperton: “Stop helping, Bill!”

Also could there be a funnier headline than, “Biden Bites Several Babies at WH Halloween Party?”  I mean sure, he’s probably just gumming them, which is repulsive enough.  But man o’Manischewitz, if Trump wins this thing it will have been the best campaign ever! 

Just think of the sound bites that should live in infamy: “Your supporters are garbage!”  “They’re eating the dogs; they’re eating the cats!” “Biden is biting babies!”  Oh, the humanity!

Meanwhile, in another story that should be devastating to Kamala’s campaign if it were only getting wider airplay, it turns out that a huge majority of the scumbags who were caught looting in the aftermath of the last two hurricanes in Florida were… wait for it… alleged salt-of-the-earth immigrants!

Unexpectedly!

And by “immigrants” I mean “Biden/Harris-enabled ILLEGAL immigrants.”  The NY Post has the story – and the stats – from the Pinellas County Sheriff’s Office: of the 45 looters rounded up on various robbery charges, 41 were illegals.  41 out of 45! 

Another stat, which I’m unpleasantly surprised by, is that of another 196 people who “were caught in the area under suspicious circumstances and questioned by deputies but had to be released due to lack of probable cause,” 163 were illegals. 

The disappointing part is that even in the free state of Florida, we’re still not detaining illegals just because they broke our laws to get here.  Even if there was insufficient probable cause to hold them for their looter-adjacent behavior, if they’re here illegally, they should still be deported!

Am I saying that all illegals found here, especially if they’ve committed additional crimes, should be summarily kicked out, possibly with the trigger finger on their right hands clipped off so that we can recognize them if they ever try to sneak back in again?

I’m not necessarily saying that last part for sure.  But – say it with me, Que Mala – I think we should have that conversation!

Okay, on to my long-delayed take on the latest out of Israel, which has been mostly a cavalcade of good news. 

In one area after another, the IDF has been making terrorists dead, and forcing their twitchy, involuntarily incontinent surviving comrades to run and hide, thus protecting the chastity of the region’s many herds of long-suffering goats. 

(“Bleat” means “bleat,” Achmed! Which is goat-talk for, “No means no!”)

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I’ll get to some of the best missile/drone strikes in a minute, but first I must give kudos to an unusual attack on Hezbollah’s ability to finance their various Jew-killing endeavors. 

Since Western nations have been sanctioning Hezbollah’s more traditional assets (international bank accounts, etc.), they’ve been forced to keep a bunch of their ill-gotten gains in the form of paper money and gold, stashed throughout the territories they control.

On October 20th, IDF missiles destroyed one underground vault containing millions of dollars.  Then they cleverly announced that there is another such vault under the Al Sahel Hospital in Beirut which contains “as much as half a billion dollars in cash and gold.”  Their spokesman pointed out that, “This money could and still can be used to rebuild the state of Lebanon.” 

That is a brilliant move for several reasons: 

1. It freaks out the terrorists by providing more evidence of just how much the Israelis know about them and their every move. 

2. It incentivizes everyday Lebanese to both be pissed at Hezbollah, and possibly to stage a raid to steal that fortune back.  And if nobody is writing a screenplay for a heist movie – call it some Islamic variation on “Ocean’s 11” – they’re leaving money on the table. (I picture someone dressed in a sexy goat suit providing a honey-trap distraction to lure several Hezbollah fighters away from the hospital entrance they’re guarding.  Ooh, and a high-speed donkey-cart chase through the rubble-clogged streets of Beirut, possibly accompanied by the “Mission Impossible” theme song, if the producers can afford copyright!) 

3. It also incentivizes nervous Hezbollah creeps to possibly try to move the treasure, which would make them vulnerable to raids from other Lebanese on the road – another screenplay possibility! – and to spying Israeli drones which could follow and learn the new location it gets sent to, and also possibly to blow up that location as soon as the stolen money arrives.

But the wily Hebrews weren’t just playin 4-D chess with their heist-movie shenanigans; they’ve also continued to go all “Death from the Skies!” on the smelly terrorists with missiles and drone strikes.

They had already dropped a building on Nasrallah’s successor Hashem Safieddine a few weeks after he got the top job, while simultaneously taking out 24 other top Hezbollah villains, including the head of Hezbollah’s “intelligence” branch (oxymoron alert!), Ali Hussein Hazima.

Then, last Wednesday, Israel took out Mohamad Abu Itiwi with a missile strike.  Itiwi had a demon’s resume: commander of Hamas’ “elite” Nukhba force; personally responsible for “contributing to the deaths of a least 370 victims” during the cowardly 10/7 attack; led the infamous “bomb shelter slaughter,” during which his men tossed hand-grenades into a shelter filled mostly with women and children.

Most shamefully of all, he was also an employee of the United Nations, specifically their “Relief and Works Agency” for “Palestinian” “refugees” (UNRWA), which is just one of many corrupt UN groups through which our tax dollars have flowed to help the jihadis in Hamas.  (Until, in Itiwi’s case, October 23rd, when the IDF made the world a better place by giving him a ballistic enema.) 

Itiwi served one good purpose, which was to give Israel one more reason to officially kick UNRWA out of the country this week.  Of course that set off a round of wailing and gnashing of teeth from the “Peace Through Appeasement” crowd, thus proving Israel’s decision correct.

But wait, there’s more! 

The IDF has released video of many of their targeted strikes on Hezbollah strongholds throughout southern Lebanon.  (Which I enjoy watching with headphones on and “Enter Sandman” blasting.  Sleep with one eye open, jihadis!)

The most dramatic one shows a massive Hezbollah underground compound which stretched across two small hillsides and a valley between them.  When the munitions hit, at least 8 different spots explode upward, with geysers of debris and plumes of smoke rising from the valley and both hillsides.

Of course the biggest story of the last week was Israel’s air attack on Iran, in retaliation for the 180 missiles Iran fired at Israel at the beginning of the month.  Most of Iran’s missiles were shot down, and they collectively did very little damage to Israel, but that was not the case when Israel hit back.

They used 100 fighter jets to carry out three waves of attacks, focusing at first on Iran’s air defenses, and then on 20 missile and drone facilities.  I had hoped that they’d target Iran’s nuclear enrichment locations, but by taking out Iran’s air defense, Israel has left that step as an option for future strikes, should Iran not have learned the FAFO lesson that the IDF just gave them.    

By the way, leave it to the Jews to come up with a very cool Old Testament reference as a code name for their multi-wave air attack: “Days of Repentance.”  (That’s not as sweet as “Operation Grim Beeper.”  But I think that one was made up.)

They also got an added bonus from their attack, in the form of giving the Russians a black eye.  Hezbollah had bought and installed four Russian-made S-300 air defense systems.  Israel took one of them out in a retaliation raid on Iran this summer, and they took out the remaining three last week.   

After that raid, reports are coming out of Lebanon that many Hezbollah fighters are defecting or fleeing to Syria, which only makes sense.  Most of their chain of command are either dead or mangled, they can’t communicate because of the fear of groin-shredding communication devices, and their money stashes are getting blown up.

One typical morale-draining story happened last weekend.  The Hezbo commander of the Bint Jbeil Area (which I thought was on the planet Klingon, but apparently not) – Jafar Maatouk (I loved him in the Lion King!) – underwent SOMD (sudden-onset molecular disassembly) when an IAF missile hit him. 

The next day the new commander and his head of artillery – no names are given in the report, but I’m assuming they’re Curly and Moe – met the same fate.

So far no one has stepped up to become the new Grand Poobah of Bint Jbeil. 

Unexpectedly!  

Speaking of which, Hezbollah just announced who drew the short straw, and is now the new leader of their group.  He’s named Naim Qassem, and in every video clip I’ve seen of him, he looks really nervous.  (My Arabic is a little rusty, but unless I’ve missed my guess, “Naim” means “not” and “Qassem” means “for long.”)  

I swear that I wrote that last joke when I first drafted this column a few days ago. 

But great minds must think alike, because the guy in charge of the IDF gave a press conference in which he put up a picture of Qassem with the caption: “Temporary Appointment.  Not for Long.” 

Yes!  Don’t buy any green bananas, Naim.

Have a good weekend everybody.

Hamas delenda est!

Four Things That Are Making Me Laugh Today (posted 10/31/24)

1. The Washington Post’s schadenfreude-tastic self-destruction.  The paper’s value has been on a long skid downward, and since Bezos bought it, it’s lost tens of millions of dollars per year.  So Bezos prevented the leftist lunatics in the WAPO newsroom from endorsing Que Mala, and the spoiled kiddies threw a temper tantrum.

In response, Bezos wrote an Op-Ed containing actual common sense: “The hard truth [is that] Americans don’t trust the news media,” and, since “endorsements create a perception of bias… ending them is… the right [decision].”  (Of course he’s still a bubble-dwelling lefty: he warned that if the MSM completely collapses, people will continue turning to unvetted, irresponsible, misinformation-prone conservative podcasts and websites…such as the ones who DIDN’T fall for Russia-gate, laptop-gate, mask-gate, vax-gate, etc. and etc.)

And then the kids in the newsroom flopped on the floor, kicking their tiny feet and holding their breath.  And mirabile dictu, so did a ton of the WAPO’s propaganda-dependent subscribers; 200,000 of them canceled their subscriptions, cheered on by many celebrities and other high-profile dullards.

So if the WAPO keeps shoveling out their steady stream of dishonest pap, they will continue their doom spiral downward into a Biden-esque, flatlined state, until the plug is mercifully pulled, once Bezos will no longer throw good money after bad.  OR, they can try to go cold turkey and start printing true journalism… and get there much more quickly, as all of their dead-end readers flee.

Beautiful! 

Even though Bezos is actually trying to do the right thing, he and the MSM are now reaping what they’ve been sowing for years.  It’s a blue-on-blue circular firing squad, and I’m not sure my supply of popcorn is going to hold out.

2.  Kamala crammed an awful lot of self-contradictions into her big speech on Tuesday night:

“This election is about the future,” followed by, “But January 6th, though!”

“It’s time to turn the page,” followed by, “I can’t think of any changes to make from my time with Biden!”   

“We must stop pointing fingers and come together,” followed by, “But Trump is a tyrant!  Everybody point your finger at him and yell, ‘Tyrant!’”

(You’ve heard of the “Thrilla in Manilla?” This speech should’ve been called, “Back-flips on the Ellipse.”)

But my favorite part came literally seconds into the speech.  After months of insisting that crime is way, WAY down, she begins her speech.  But she is immediately drowned out by cascading sirens, presumably from cop cars chasing criminals and ambulances racing crime victims to area hospitals.

The only way that audio backdrop could have been improved upon?   Gunshots and despairing screams of, “Oh God, why are all these horrific crimes happening even though we’ve elected only Democrats in DC for the last century?!” 

(And then, from a lonely CO Nation member on the edge of the crowd, “Unexpectedly!”)

3. The GOP’s trolling of the Dems over garbage-gate has been a thing of beauty.  Trump arriving in Green Bay in the garbage truck, then giving a speech in his fluorescent garbageman vest?  Chef’s kiss!

But for my money, Tom Cotton – one of my favorite senators – won the internet by posting two side-by-side pics, one of Trump doing the fries at McDonald’s and the other of him in the garbage truck.  His caption?  “The Biden-Harris economy is so bad that seniors have to work two jobs just to make ends meet.”  Bold move, Cotton!

4. Joe Biden’s covert strategy of “Project: Undermine the Cackler”

Kamala: DeSantis won’t take my calls, and he’s badly mishandling this hurricane!

Three… minutes… lay-tair… Biden: I just spoke to DeSantis, and he’s doing a great job!

Kamala:  Trump is an evil fascist because he MIGHT jail his opponents in the future!

Three… minutes… lay-tair…   Biden:  We’ve got to lock him up!

Kamala:  A no-name comedian at MSG compared Puerto Ricans to garbage. That’s Hitler talk!

Three… minutes… lay-tair…  Biden: All Trump voters are garbage!

Man, that garbage story is – ironically – the gift that keeps on giving!  I’ve loved watching the MSM twisting in the wind over it. 

They first gave us a raft of good “Republicans Pounce” headlines (i.e., whenever a story is truly bad for the left, the MSM focuses not on the bad facts, but on the GOP reaction to those facts…which is always unfair and sleazy, according to the MSM).

Time’s headline said, “WH attempts clean-up after Biden appears to call Trump Supporters ‘garbage’.” So I guess now “Appears” = “you watched him say that.”  Politico and others referred to “outrage” and “a firestorm” on the right, always moving the focus from the dehumanizing comments to the right’s reaction to them.

How much does fate seem to want to humiliate Que Mala?  Over the last 4 years, roughly 98% of Biden’s sentences have been so slurred, garbled or otherwise defective that they could be understood by neither God nor man.

But the ONE TIME that the late President manages to excrete a grammatically correct and clearly understandable sentence, that sentence turns out to be a rhetorical torpedo aimed to strike perfectly amidships against the rusty starboard side of the sinking USS Cackler! 

Here’s Biden’s statement, verbatim: “…Puerto Ricans in Delaware are good, decent, honorable people.  The only garbage I see floating out there is his supporters.  His, his, his demonization [slur][slur] seen as unconscionable…”

The Dem MSM hacks, bathed in flop sweat and desperately going over the video like it was the Zapruder film, came up with their own “magic bullet” theory: the phantom apostrophe.  (Worst Star Wars sequel ever, by the way.)

You are probably saying to yourselves, “Oh, if only we had an English professor to provide a quick grammar refresher!”  Fortunately for you, I am here to save the day.  So let me get my white board and my marker out…

Okay.  The desperate MSM weasels are arguing that when Biden said “supporters” he didn’t mean to use that word as a second noun that is equivalent to the first noun (“garbage”) in a sentence whose syntax is clearly comparative. 

He instead meant that word to have an apostrophe after it, indicating possession; thus the Scranton wizard meant to say that “the garbage [he sees] is the supporters’ [garbage].”

That meaning is possible but not likely, for two reasons:

First, there are less ambiguous ways to indicate possession here, e.g. “The only garbage belongs to his supporters,” or “The only garbage comes from his supporters,” or “The only garbage is that of his supporters.”

Second, the much more common syntax to indicate possession puts the noun doing the possessing BEFORE the thing/quality being possessed. 

For example: 

“AOC’s juicy booty” (her words not mine)

“Michelle Obama’s prominent Adam’s apple” (that one’s a two-fer, with “Adam” possessing his “apple”)

“Tim Walz’s inept shotgun skills”

“Kamala’s room-temperature IQ” or

“Liz Warren’s laughably non-existent Indian heritage” (#wemustneverstopmockingher)

So the much more likely interpretation is that Biden was saying exactly what he appeared to be saying: “Trump’s supporters are garbage.”

Especially since that reading fits in perfectly with a years-long pattern of top Democrats slandering GOP/Trump voters with pejorative terms: deplorables, bitter clingers, fascists, Nazis, sexists, racists, bigots, homophobes, xenophobes, threats to democracy, etc. and etc.

Kamala’s closing argument is clear: “Joy has left the building; Trump is Hitler; most Americans are garbage.”

Fellow CO-ers, let’s wear their scorn proudly, and shout it from the rooftops: “We are the garbage CAN people, not the garbage CAN’T people!”

Go vote! Hamas (and Harris/Walz) delenda est!