Independence Day

Have a great Fourth of July!



For our lefties: have a fruitful, somber contemplation of the many peoples that the American capitalist plutocracy has deliberately oppressed to enrich the coffers of the wealthy elite, while keeping the bourgeoisie ignorant and complacent.

Washington Post Whorehouse

But I'm sure they have hearts of gold.

Absolute corruption:

Washington Post publisher Katharine Weymouth said today she was cancelling plans for an exclusive "salon" at her home where for as much as $250,00 The Post offered lobbyists and association executives off-the-record, nonconfrontational access to "those powerful few": Obama administration officials, members of Congress, and even the paper’s own reporters and editors.

Irony of ironies: the Post's whorishness was exposed by a lobbyist.

Dems Refuse to Stand for Pledge of Allegiance

Note the guy who starts to rise, only to be pulled down by one of the other children. The word "pussy" is just so...inadequate. Hey man! I think I saw your testicles roll under the bench over here!



New York Dems have started a media campaign blaming the entire state legislative impasse on the Repubs. Pot, meet kettle.

Thanks to Hot Air.

Under Obama, America Becomes a Force For Oppression

Once again, President Obama finds himself on the wrong side of history. From Investors Business Daily:

There was a coup all right, but it wasn't committed by the U.S. or the Honduran court. It was committed by Zelaya himself. He brazenly defied the law, and Hondurans overwhelmingly supported his removal (a pro-Zelaya rally Monday drew a mere 200 acolytes).

Yet the U.S. administration stood with Chavez and Castro, calling Zelaya's lawful removal "a coup." Obama called the action a "terrible precedent," and said Zelaya remains president.

In doing this, the U.S. condemned democrats who stood up to save their democracy, a move that should have been hailed as a historic turning of the tide against the false democracies of the region.

So what's the motive behind aligning the United States with brutal leftist dictators Chavez, Castro, and Ortega?

Leftist assmaggot Greg Gandin of The Nation blames Bush and offers an apologia for leftist tyranny in Latin America:

But the realities of governing in a country as poor as Honduras--more than 60 percent of its population live in poverty, more than 50 percent in extreme poverty--tends to reinforce a left-wing slant. Perhaps it was the imperious and imperial behavior of George W. Bush's ambassador to Honduras, described by Zelaya as "barbarous." Or maybe it was the fact that the Central American Free Trade Agreement, rather than delivering promised development, worsened his country's trade deficit with the United States while driving low wages even lower, as Honduras competed with its equally impoverished neighbors for investment. Or perhaps it was the US Food and Drug Administration's unilateral ban of Honduran cantaloupes because they were supposedly tainted with salmonella, though the FDA offered no proof of the charge, a move Zelaya called "unjust."

It seems that the Honduran government, which exercized precisely the same sort of checks and balances built into the US constitution to protect the people from tyranny, is to be burned at the altar of the worldwide Progressive revolution.

President Ousted in Honduras

The Honduran military has ousted Manuel Zelaya, sending him into exile in Costa Rica:

TEGUCIGALPA, Honduras (June 28) - Soldiers seized the national palace and sent President Manuel Zelaya into exile in Costa Rica early Sunday, hours before a highly disputed constitutional referendum. Zelaya called the action a coup and pledged to serve out the remaining five months of his term.

The President and his Secretary of State were quick to voice their concerns for democracy and the rule of law:

President Barack Obama said he was "deeply concerned" by Zelaya's expulsion and U.S. Secretary of State Hillary Clinton said the arrest should be condemned.

"I call on all political and social actors in Honduras to respect democratic norms, the rule of law and the tenets of the Inter-American Democratic Charter," Obama's statement read.

Of course, the Honduran military acted with the support of that country's supreme court, who had ruled Zelaya's proposals to change the constitution so that he could remain in power illegal. Also of course, Zelaya is a radical leftist allied with Hugo Chavez.

Wow, the Obama administration springs immediately into action to succor a wannabe Marxist dictator, yet Beloved Leader Barrack couldn't find it in his heart to say a few "just words" when Iranians were dying in the streets under the thumb of the mullahs.

Billy Mays Found Dead At Home

From the Associated (with terrorists) Press:

TAMPA, Fla. (AP) -- Billy Mays, the burly, bearded television pitchman known for his boisterous hawking of products such as Orange Glo and OxiClean, has died. He was 50.

Tampa police said Mays was found unresponsive by his wife Sunday morning. A fire rescue crew pronounced him dead at 7:45 a.m.

Since I've actually watched "Pitchmen" a couple of times (loved the scene when Mays "helped out" fellow huckster Anthony Sullivan by chumming the waters Sullivan was swimming to test an anti-shark device) and been subjected to Mays' loud latenight commercials, his death will affect me more than that of Popfreak Michael Jackson.

Obama DOESN'T Punt On Iran At News Conference

You have to be in the game to punt. Obama is sitting on a tailgate in the parking lot listening to the roar of the crowd.

While most of the Press Corps lapdogs try to give the President cover by steering the news conference to safer ground than the events in Iran, Fox News' Major Garrett asks Obama, "What took you so long...[to be 'appalled' at the events in Iran]."

Obama's words (just words) lend legitimacy to the mullahcracy. It's clear that he hopes the regime will be able to smother the second revolution in its crib.

A replay of Tiananmen is all but assured.

Update: Did I say "lapdogs?" I shouldn't have said that. I should have described them as "Mongolian Sluthounds specially trained to fellate their masters."

In the Name of the Mullahs

This video shows the death of a young Iranian woman, reportedly shot by the Basij on Saturday. It would be nice to believe that the demonstrations in Iran will have a lasting positive impact on that benighted nation, and that this young woman will have been martyred for a great cause. But I fear that it will just be Tianenmen all over again.

This is a very graphic video.



Thanks to Howie The Jawa Report.

For Father's Day

Once, when I was small, my father taught me something useless. I had seen the old photographs and held the medals in my hand. Purple Heart and Bronze Star. I had been clamoring for stories of what he did in that war. What kind of guns did he shoot? Did he get to use his bayonet? How many Japs did he kill?

But he taught me something useless instead. He taught me how to figure out the firing order for an 18 cylinder aircraft engine. I had a pretty dim understanding of what cylinders did in an engine (I was only seven years old, after all), but I listened and I learned. Somehow I forgot about the war while we talked.

Sometimes he would tell me about his buddies from boot camp – the slim, smiling young men in the old photographs. I especially loved the story of the brawl they started one night in a bar, and how he escaped the Shore Patrol by slipping out through a bathroom window. And his friend who took him for a ride in a Corsair, a single seat fighter. They took out the radio gear to make room for my dad behind the pilot’s seat. The Corsair went into a dive so steep and fast that my father blacked out for a few seconds.

As I grew older my dad did share some of his darker memories with me. It was very different from what I had read in books and seen in movies. I began to catch a glimpse of the pride and terror of combat Marines, how they clung to each other as brothers, facing unimaginable horrors in a violent and pitiless crucible.

He described the queer, queasy feeling he got in the pit of his stomach, diving “ass over teakettle” into war as a tailgunner in a Dauntless Divebomber. And the queer, queasy feeling he got piloting a slow, ungainly Catalina PBY flying boat in a combat zone full of Japanese fighters. And the tight, heavy feeling in his stomach when he returned from a foot patrol near Yontan airfield on Okinawa, with only one other man of the ten who had left with him, and that man wounded and soon to die. He was seventeen when he enlisted. By the time he was nineteen he was a sergeant of Marines, and marked for life.

He was never strident. He didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t preach. He spoke of awful things in a flat voice and I knew the terrible price that had been paid by men like him in that struggle.

Many stories are told of the bond between father and son. Dramatic stories of courage, sacrifice, and impossible odds overcome by the power of a father’s love. But I think that bond shows its power most often in quiet, mundane ways. Like this:

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That’s the firing order of a World War II vintage 18 cylinder aircraft engine - a bit of useless lore carried for decades as a token of love by the son, a symbol of that enduring bond, and a talisman for me to cling to and celebrate a life that ended years ago.

Happy Father's Day, Dad. I remember.

(First posted June 19, 2005)