In a society where more people play Angry Birds than have read the Bill of Rights,
where the peccadilloes of the Pop Tart du joir are more news-worthy than the passing
of an asteroid within geostationary orbit, where Joe the plumber was vetted by the
press better than their candidate of the hour, it is little wonder the country is
going to hell.
With welfare handouts to keep the masses quiescent, professional sports and the
entertainment industry to keep them distracted from what is happening in the political
realm, it is a dead ringer for the “bread and circuses” of Ancient Rome.
If people don’t wake up soon, our Civilization will be as dead as Ancient Rome, as well.
He’s not my President, it isn’t my Government, this is no longer my Country.
It is not the Country I grew up in, it is not the Country of my Father, or my Grandfathers.
I denounce and repudiate it all; the President, the Administration, the Legislature, the Judiciary,
Law Enforcement, and yes, the Law itself. Further, the Electorate that voted for the Legislature,
the Society that produced them, and the Government Educational System that brainwashed them, the
Apparatus and all the Apparatchiki that run it, and vile Mainstream Press that propagandizes the
Masses in lockstep with the National Socialists.
American politics is like a Mobius Strip. No matter which side you’re on, if your go far enough in
either direction, you wind up in the same place. The two-party system is only a ruse, to give
people the illusion of choice, and to divide and polarize the electorate with fear-mongering and
I have come to see the Rev. Wright’s viewpoint, from the other side of the street.
“To Hell with America!”
Somebody really threw a high hard one here!
RACE CARD TRUMPED.
Please spread the following message to any family who has the curse of a mixed politics gathering!
It’ either that or start shooting!!
Well, the last ten days for me have been more than unpleasant! The stupid medical work and other wonderful things have my internal clock so screwed up I have no idea what time of day it is!
My Doctors are starting to get to this point:
While I have been walking around like this:
Hopefully something more over the Thanksgiving Break!
I love watching the DemProgs trying to explain all of the twits and turns of Obamacare! The fun part is watching the JEF violate the Law at every turn with his Executive Orders!
I have found only one good suggestion for this environment!
Oh BTW, my ass still hurts!
Summed up in one pic!
And of course we must remember his stance
Bleech, glog hack! OK the fog from some really weird antibiotics is just starting to clear from my brain even though I still feel like dog shit!
While perusing the web trying to wait for the body aches to quit I see an article about some Cops who arrested a young choir boy! Said choir boy boy was picked up with a Glock in possession and when the Cops unloaded it they found it loaded in a rather unique way.
Every writer that has commented just assume that he saw this old HK ad cover!
Makes a much sense as any theory I can come up with!
Today is of course Veterans Day, normally a day of rest and remembrance for all Veterans everywhere!
What do I get for Veterans Day? I get a damn colonoscopy!
No crap this is for real!
Thus my attitude for the day!
I really wish I could add to this. I have been busting a gut since 1 October as this really is my business!
This has always puzzled me also!
This pretty well sums it up does it not?
Never seen my Dobes be wrong yet!
There are things to be said for restraint!
Not how sure it would work for me, but it bears thought!
It was later this evening. I was bored by TV, and yes, even the innertubes.
So my mind turned to my weapons.
OMFG! My Laconia! Haven’t polished it in a while.
So, the short sword of Sparta was located, and withdrawn from it’s scabbard.
Hmmmm….. *runs thumb over surface*….
I’m feeling a little oxidation here and there.
Not a problem. Get out the steel wool, and some rust-fighting solvent.
Scrub. Scrub. Scrub……but be careful to avoid that razor-fine edge.
Steel wool would ruin that, *tout-sweet*.
Ok, all the black shit is off. The blade gleams in a silvery shimmer,
like the mist before a spring dawn.
That only a Sith can enjoy.