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A Cumulative Effect

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Though they make up 48% of the population, no Latino has ever been elected to the Port Chester, NY Board of Trustees, so the Justice Department has ordered the town to level the playing field to allow Latinos to be elected. It mattered not to the Justice Department that a considerable fraction of the Latino population was illegal. No, the Constitution carries no weight with the US Justice Department when ethnic activists demand it act in their behalf. The answer to the non-electability of Latinos is to give everyone six votes, which they can distribute in any manner they wish, all six to one candidate, or one-sixth vote each to six candidates, or any combination in between. It is called cumulative voting, and the only thing cumulative about it is the damage things like this are doing to the country. But to those who believe we must be fair above all, fairness means giving the vote to illegal aliens and devising a voting system that benefits one group over another.

 

 

So now we have a voting plan

For the Hispanic legions

But no one seems to care at all

For all us blond Norwegians

It seems to me what favors one

At the expense of others

Is not what we are all about

Are we not all just brothers?

Norwegians gave this land its birth

From Washingson to Bushson

But now we seem to intend to

Give some an unfair cushion

What next, does Pujols get four strikes

Are Latin popups powered

By legal means to go as far

As blasts by Ryan Howard?

With voting rights bestowed to all

From citizens to walk-ins

The country soon will look just like

The peaceful, happy Balkans

 

 

Whitewash

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A global warming skeptic has identified a possible reason for the slight increase in temperature as reported by land based reporting stations. It seems that in addition to these little bird house-like reporting stations that were once in open fields and are now in shopping mall parking lots and other heat sinks as the countryside has grown up around them, the stations, which once were whitewashed, are now painted, and it is claimed that investigation has shown that a painted station records a higher temperature than a whitewashed station. Of course the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Association disputes the data, claiming that they are right and anyone who says they are not are nut cases, even though thousands of volunteers spent many years collecting the data. But a greater question than the truth or falsity of global warming is, why did they change from whitewash to paint when Washington has always had an unlimited supply of whitewash.      

 

 

Where once was whitewash now is paint

The reasoning’s before us

Whenever there is voiced complaint

The governmental chorus

Will shout Not So! Your data’s wrong

And e’en should they admit it

You get the ripe old dance and song

Before you can submit it

Investigations make them blush

They’re often caught red-handed

Then out will come the whitewash brush

Then smile and claim they’re candid

They’re never wrong, they tell no lie

And therein lies the reason

That whitewash is in short supply
It’s always whitewash season

 

 

Our Very Own Odd Couple

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Former President Bill Clinton just won’t go away. Named as the go-between in the job offer to Congressman Sestak to get out of the race against Arlen Specter, Bill is still in the news on a regular basis. Hillary, whose latest was to tell a foreign journalist that the United States Justice Department is going to sue the State of Arizona for daring to uphold the law of the land, has amply demonstrated that she has no business being Secretary of State or any other responsible position. But none of this matters, for it seems the Clintons will always be with us. We know Bill’s story, and how he got there, but what of Hillary? First Lady, Senator from New York, Secretary of State, none of which would have happened had she not married Bill. The true story of how Bill and Hillary met has not been told, except to me, by an acquaintance from Arkansas, who knew them back in the sweet used to be.

 

 

Young Hill, fresh out of school of law

While driving south for pleasure

Did chance to be in Arkansas

Which she thought was a treasure

She thought she’d stay a little while

But not for long, no, mercy

The backwoods didn’t suit her style

But better than New Jercy

She thought she better get a job

A good one would be dandy

She asked a guy whose shirt said Bob

Who said see Bill or Randy

You’ll find them in old Frank’s Saloon

Most evenin’s after dinner

You’ll know them, Randy’s a balloon

While Bill’s a little thinner

She wondered what they did for funs

In woods so deep, my gracious

And stuffed a pair of tiny guns

Into her bra capacious

Inside she found a lookin’ guy

A-grinnin’ and a-leerin’

He fixed her with his wand’rin eye

So graciously endearin’

She said hello and might by chance

You’re either Bill or Randy

I’m both he laughed and we can dance

To good old boy Moe Bandy

They spun the floor, her head awhirl

They danced the floor so lightly

She thought I’m just a college girl

He’s holding me too tightly

And what is more he is for sure

So absolutely charming

And though I’m just the girl du jour

This feeling is alarming

She knew she had to pry him free

She’d have to try the pistols

She hated how he hummed off key

She didn’t like the whistles

She pulled her guns, said you’re too much

I like my men more strangerous

He grinned, said ah could tell by touch

Them mammalia was derringerous

You weren’t all that scared, she said

Are guns in bras so normal

And with a grin he shook his head

Said not when goin’ formal

He said a gal he sometimes saw

Who every woman hates

She always carried in her bra

A pair of 38s

They fell in love right then and there

To everyone a mystery

They pledged their lives they each would share

The rest, they say, is history

 

 

Made In China

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Have you noticed we hardly actually make anything anymore?  Oh, we make airplanes and high tech medical equipment, but we no longer make the little things people use every day, like shoes and waffle irons.  Go to Wal-Mart and check the country of origin on the boxes.  If we did, one day, want or have to start making stuff again, would anyone know how to do it?

 

 

Making stuff is all the rage

In countries far away

They work for a subsistence wage

A couple bucks a day

While here at home the folks pretend

They’re working hard but they’re

Just stacking paper end to end

To climb that corporate stair

No need to dirty up one’s hands

By working with the soil

No, building things on shifting sands

Is what we now call toil

We’ve built a nice society

Where everyone’s a king

But soon will come sobriety

‘Cause we don’t build a thing

That ordinary people want

That people really need

Who wants to work, that’s just a stunt

What’s real is wholesome greed

What’s that you say, it’s coming down?

Just watch it all collapse?

Oh well, we’ve had our time in town

The kids will pay, perhaps

 

 

Cap And Traitors

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In his oval office speech a few nights ago, President Obama informed us that the way to get the Gulf oil spill under control is to pass the cap and trade bill. Senators Lieberman and Kerry have a hurriedly written carbon tax bill ready to be presented to the Senate, knowing they have a shrinking window of opportunity, for it is unlikely they will still have large majorities in the Congress after the November elections. The Democrats are pressing furiously for a carbon tax to fund their outrageous giveaways of trillions of dollars to the unions and other faithful. Of course they don’t call it a tax on every single American who lives and breathes and exhales carbon dioxide, they call it carbon cap and trade, and are prepared to convince the unwashed rest of us that the tax won’t fall on us but on polluters like BP, and that a carbon tax is vital to protect the planet from global warming, though they will frame the argument in other ways, knowing that global warming has been rejected as nonsense and a scam by most of the electorate  They do not care that their scheme will devastate the Middle West, where almost all of their electricity comes from coal fired plants, nor do they care that their scheme will destroy the American coal industry. Of course, it is not that they don’t care; they do care. They care for their agenda, their plan, for the plan is to destroy the American economy so they can ram their socialist agenda down our throats.

 

The idea behind cap and trade is that the government will set the minimum amount of carbon allowed to enter our pristine atmosphere, and that people who do not reach that minimum may sell their unused carbon credits to people who do exceed the minimum. Also, carbon emitters may buy carbon credits from companies who will plant trees or bloom the oceans, the trees and plankton blooms eating the carbon and thereby canceling out the overproduction of carbon dioxide by the industry now deemed a polluter. Bear in mind that former Vice President Albert Gore owns a carbon credit company, and so stands to make a whole lot of money out of this global warming scam he has done so much to promote. You will recall that after leaving office in January of 2001, Vice President Gore declared his net worth at one million dollars. Al just recently bought an ocean front home in California for 9 million dollars, to go along with his other properties, including a multi-million dollar mansion in Tennessee. That money came from somewhere, folks, and it came from the global warming scam he is running.

 

The environmentalists behind the global warming scam see a bright future in a carbonless world, President Obama and the Democrats see a way to tax their way out of the trillions in debt they have foisted on the country, and Mr. Gore sees immense personal profit. No matter that carbon is the essential building block of all life on Earth, and that without carbon life as we know it would not be possible. No matter to the environmentalists, the Democrats and Mr. Gore. Carbon is bad. Oliver Cromwell was once cautioned by a close friend, “For the love of God, Oliver, consider you may be wrong!” William Rutherford, in a paper to the Royal Society, once calculated how much longer the sun would continue to burn by assuming the sun was composed of the finest Welsh coal. Rutherford had the grace to add that the calculation depended on further information about the nature of the sun. Chesterton famously remarked that a man who does not believe in God does not believe in nothing, he believes in anything.  And that is where we now are. People who have nothing to believe in now believe in anything. The global warming alarmists have no inclination to consider they may be wrong, for they have an agenda, and are convinced, despite the history of cooling and warming cycles, despite the science, that Western man and Western civilization are destroying the planet, and so therefore Western man and Western civilization must be destroyed. The global warming fanatics who are driving this travesty of science and common sense at least believe the nonsense they are spewing. I’m not sure President Obama and the Democrats believe any of the global warming nonsense, but they sure are trying like hell to take advantage of it by passing carbon cap and trade, and if they succeed, it will be the largest single tax increase on every single American in the history of the country. How did we come to this? Are they cap and traders or cap and traitors?

 

 

Alarmists say the USA is harming

Earth and little people everywhere

Adding to that awful global warming

Far more than our natural global share

Carbon is the real time big time villain

Carbon’s got to go the creatures say

Anybody caught by Feds while spillin’

The stuff into the air will surely pay

But there’s a way to keep that old pollution

From making all your profits fall and fade

All you need is formal absolution

By buying into that neat cap and trade

Here is how it works, it’s really easy

You just buy credits from the comp’ny store

Don’t worry if you feel a little queasy

To learn the company’s owned by one Al Gore

We’ve got to clean the atmosphere in some way

We’ve got to have clean air and all that stuff

So what if little people lose their payday

You know some people always have it rough

The upside to it is the ones we do please

Envirowhackos and their loopy crowd

Are happy to collect and spend the new fees

What’s more our sacrifice sure makes them proud

To think the USA now takes the world lead

In shutting down our fact’ries and our work

To stop the Warming’s awful frightful warp speed

They’re proud to see that none of us will shirk

In the big fight ‘gainst cigarettes and whalers

We’re all on board to save good planet earth

From all us fascist CO2 exhalers

Who started breathing shortly after birth

 

 

A Stranger In Town

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Many years ago there was a television program called Omnibus, where one Sunday afternoon a play about a murder was presented. The murderer wandered into town dressed in a clown suit, making the children laugh, charming all. But there was something more to this clown than playing the pipe and juggling balls. He had come to murder someone, which he did, then doffed his clown suit and fake beard and eyebrows and calmly walked out of town. Barack Obama is like that clown. He has walked into town with a smile on his face, but with the intent of murdering the United States.

 

 

The people have voted and thus by their grace

Have given the keys to a clown

Who dressed in neat suit with a smile on his face

Just wandered one day into town

And just as a clown is not all that he seems

With his juggling act and fake smile

So this stranger among us now proffers his dreams

With a coolness that defines his style

Yet under the smile lies a deep hidden threat

For this man who now holds us in thrall

Has with malice determined to put us in debt

And back us straight into the wall

His radical plan is to make us like Greece

Just another failed socialist state

He has plans to surrender and then call it peace

He has circled the calendar date

And when he’s destroyed the last freedom we have

And his commie friends cheer and rejoice

He will smile and claim sores must be smothered with salve

For the sores he sees gave him no choice

Yes he’s doing quite well what he set out to do

The destruction of US of A

And when he is done he will smile toodle-oo

And wish us a very good day

 

 

Perception And Reality

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Maureen Dowd, in the New York Times, wrote that the oil spill in the Gulf was a disaster…for President Obama. The oil spill had no reality for her beyond its effect on the president and the Democratic party. Dead birds, dead fish, polluted wetlands, out of work fishermen, an economic disaster for the people living along the shore – none of that was reality for Maureen Dowd or for many others of the leftist chattering class. They are so wrapped into the cocktail party lives they lead they cannot comprehend that there are real people affected by real events. To the Maureen Dowd’s of this world there is no reality, only perception.

 

 

What is this thing reality?

The young man smiled and said

To me it’s what is like as not

To get me killed real dead

Ah no, said yet another man

What’s false and what is real

Is that which fits the narrative

Of how I ought to feel

You both are wrong, the woman said

For nothing’s really real

And truth is false and false is true

As narratives congeal

An older man, a passerby

Cried out then, quite aloud

Reality is opposite

What’s said by Maureen Dowd

 

 

The Ideologue

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President Obama has famously declared that he is not an ideologue. Of course he would say that, of course he would honestly believe that. He honestly believes he is not an ideologue, for to the left, the only ideologues are on the right. To a leftist, whatever he believes is truth with a capital T, and so cannot be partisan ideology by definition. The left believes with all its heart that the world would be a far, far better place if we would all just stop resisting and let them run things. It doesn’t matter to people like Barack Obama that wherever and whenever the Left has come to power there follows, as inevitably the morning follows night, murder and misery on a vast scale. Stalin murdered sixty million of his own people, Hitler murdered tens of millions of others, Pol Pot murdered one third of the people of Cambodia, Mao Tse Tung murdered a hundred million Chinese, and none of it matters because, to the Left, it was all done in a good cause.

 

 

You can’t be an ideologue

If you are of the Left

It’s only right wing maniacs

Of horns and hooven cleft

Who scream with spittle drooling down

And stomp upon the stage

Glennbecklike in their bulging eyes

Just filled with rurious fage

We lefties on the other hand

With calm collected mien

Have problems not with what we do

When we come on the scene

We hack right off the little arms

Of vaccinated kids

With ovens and gas chambers for

Those gross sub-human yids

We won’t allow to drill for oil

On land, so far at sea

A blown out well cannot be capped

You can’t blame that on me

We don’t believe in self defense

We think force is a crime

We don’t believe the sun heats Earth

It’s us who move the clime

We don’t believe that folks should work

For home and daily bread

Much better that they look to us

The government, instead

I could go on, the list is long

Of right wing wrong and sin

But why, there is no point to such

They’re out and we are in

 

 

The Shakes Of Araby

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The London Times Online is reporting the Saudis have gotten the shakes about the Iranian bomb, and have given permission to the Israelis to use Saudi Arabian airspace to fly to Iran whenever the Israelis think it appropriate to teach the uppity Persians a lesson. This means the Israelis will not have to ask Obama’s permission to fly over Iraq, a sovereign country, for they know Obama will order the US Air Force to shoot down any dirty Jew who dares to bomb his friends the Iranian terrorists. For the Saudis, this is a no-brainer. It is difficult for us, living in what we think of as a secular age, to believe people of differing religions cannot all get along, but such is the case. The Saudis are Sunni Muslim, and the Iranians are Shi’ite Muslims, and they do not particularly like each other. The Saudis, and all the Sunni Arab states, know that if the Shi’ite Persians get the bomb, the Persian Shi’ites rule the Middle East, which up to now has been a Sunni province. And since the Israelis are the only ones capable of stopping the Persians from getting nuclear weapons, the Saudis are perfectly willing to let the Israelis take care of it for them. Obama or no, Israel will strike when the Mossad says it’s time to go.

 

 

The Saudis say

That on the day

Israelis strike Iran

They might say hey

Or by the way

But never warn Teheran

The Saudis know

That when winds blow

From Persia to the west

It’s time to show

The Persian foe

Israeli planes are best

The Saudis think

That if they blink

A Persian nuke will land

And thereby sink

The Saudi kink

And all his merry band

So they’re content

To sit their tent

And watch Israelis fly

With their consent

To kill the gent

Who said the Jews must die

 

 

A Comic Book World

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We live in a comic book political world, one most of us don’t like when looking at what the country will become if the radical left succeeds in imposing its agenda. The current Administration is determined to reward those who put it in power, and punish those with whom they disagree. Already we see the country changing. The Federal Government has taken over General Motors and given it to the unions, the finest health care system the world has ever seen is now going to be run by bureaucrats in DC, and I have no doubt the Administration will rescue the NY Times and other papers from bankruptcy with taxpayers’ money, rewarding the President’s admiring legions of hero worshipping journalists. But we have our own heroes. We are not alone. We can stop this headlong rush to this government run and government owned left wing utopian paradise. We can stop it because our heroes are with us. The left seems determined to turn the country into a left wing comic book world, but they forget the comic book heroes are on our side.

 

 

Boys have heroes, we all did

Cowboys, pirates, Captain Kidd

Heroes teach you to be strong

Don’t sell short, always go long

Don’t see clouds, see sunny days

Just think of all the many ways

Our childhood prepped us to be tasked

For things we answer to when asked

I know there’s times we all despair

When we all think, does no one care?

But someone does, that someone’s you

You care because your heroes true

Are with you now, and always will

Be with you till your breath is still

Be not afraid, they smile and say

Be Captain Midnight for a day

So what if you can’t save the world

Or charge the foe with flags unfurled

If we but look we’ll reckon us

A force when heroes beckon us

To save our country from the left

Who plan to leave our kids bereft

Of everything that we hold dear

Instill in them the things we fear

Captain Marvel we don’t need

Or e’en the Flash with all his speed

We’ll do this job because we can

United we ARE Superman