January 26, 2015

“Abortion Killed 19 Times as Many Blacks as Murder”

Well, first you have to think of aborted fetuses as babies, but at the very least I think we can all agree that what was killed were the biological conditions and materials that, left to their own devices would, in most cases, result in the completion of a human baby. Which, I grant, is a minor nitpick.

Beyond that, I don’t have much to write on the subject — mostly because the majority of those tethered to a political position on the abortion issue don’t bother to read anything that doesn’t confirm their biases, unless it’s with the goal in mind to seize a particular out of context phrase (eg., women “harboring” 5-month-old viable children, which evidently is a monstrous formation for a term of art that I suspect the feminist pro-choice absolutists will claim they own, their having uteri and whatnot, and those women with uteri who don’t happen to adopt their same viewpoints being nothing more than closet self-haters, or sufferers of false consciousness).

So instead, I figured I’d do what all the cool kids are doing today. Just create a hashtag and send it out into the world laden with as many implications as I can stuff into a tiny phrase. And for this purpose I’ve settled on the following: #HandsUpCocksDown

You can thank me later.

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January 26, 2015

Obama doesn’t believe in “nation building”

…unless it involves fundamental transformation, in the case of the US; the installation of the Muslim Brotherhood and the spread of a caliphate, in the case of Egypt and Yemen; and now, the deposing of Bibi Netanyahu in Israel in favor of some left-wing appeasenik who might actually take Obama’s feckless, bullshit approach to “peace” in the Middle East — which seems to involve empowering Iran and fighting all serious attempts to destroy Islamic radicalism — seriously:

Caroline Glick picked up on one article the Israeli left-wing paper Ha’aretz didn’t bother translating into English that details Obama’s involvement in the upcoming Israeli elections. A summary of the article is provided by IMRA (Independent Media Review & Analysis):

Haaretz reporter Roi Arad revealed in an article in the Hebrew edition today [January 26] that the foreign funded organization, “One Voice”, is bankrolling the V-2015 campaign to defeat Binyamin Netanyahu’s national camp in the March 2015 Knesset Elections.

One indication of the generous financing is that it has now flown in a team of five American campaign experts (including Jeremy Bird, the Obama campaign’s national field director) who will run the campaign out of offices taking up the ground floor of a Tel Aviv office building.

V-2015 is careful not to support a specific party – rather “just not Bibi”. As such, the foreign funds pouring into the campaign are not subject to Israel’s campaign finance laws.

Glick commented via Facebook:

Obama won’t meet Benjamin Netanyahu – ?????? ?????? in Washington when he addresses the Joint Houses of Congress in March because of Netanyahu’s visit’s proximity to the Israeli elections. And Obama, of course believes in protocol and propriety which is why he won’t get involved. No, he’s not getting involved at all. He’s just sending his 2012 field campaign manager to Israel to run a campaign to defeat Netanyahu. That’s all. No interference whatsoever.

[…] It should come as no surprise then that Haaretz, known on this side of the globe for its freakish ability to generate anonymous White House sources that love talking about how much Obama hates Bibi (a shared talent among the Left) would conveniently forget to translate this little news item for their English-reading audience.

There was a time when foreign policy realists sought to influence foreign elections to keep radicals out of power, believing them likely to work against US interests.

Obama has reversed that trend: now he wants only those in power who he believes will “level” the world playing field. Meaning, he wants to see the US humbled, and his beloved Muslim Brotherhood pals empowered.

It’s a sick situation. But then, when you twice elect a Red Diaper Baby with narcissistic tendencies and no real intellectual filter, moral or otherwise — his anti-Semitism is even more startling than that of Jimmy Carter, who at least had the good sense to disguise it as much as possible until after he failed so miserably as president — what you get is an idealogue looking for fellow-traveling “revolutionaries” looking to upset balances of power.

That they do so knowing that they won’t likely be affected by the shifts — their money and lifetime protection shields them from the consequences of their own reprehensible actions — just highlights how disgustingly cynical and craven they are, all in the name of a failed and dangerous worldview that has, at last count, killed well over 100 million people in the last 100 or so years.

Jesus. What has become of this once great country, reduced to Idiocracy for the real world and peopled with pig-ignorant sheep who have been taught that their every insipid opinion needs be valued as highly as those that signal fidelity to truth, logic, and intellectual rigor?

We are Moron Nation. In the throes of self-loathing as a prelude to national suicide. Propeller-festooned caps, mandatory knee-socks, and spiked Kool-Aid can’t be far off.

Still, just for fun, let me say this about our Good Man-in-chief: I hope he fails.

(h/t Geoff B)

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January 26, 2015

My advice for being able always to look yourself in the mirror:

Sometimes you just have to put on your threadbare blazer and Elliot Gould ’70s lip crumpet, jump up on a table, and shout vulgar limericks. Because in doing so, what you’re expressing is true — and the truth these days is the ultimate act of transgression — creating in you an obligation to share it. (Begins about 1:50:45)

The political blogosphere has been my table. So it goes.

Of course, in the 80s, Miles Talby put it a different way in a colloquy to Joel Goodsen. But the point still stands…

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January 24, 2015

“We cannot have these cities with low density, designed for the use of cars.” [Darleen Click]

“We recommend those cities should have more density and more mass transportation.”

A scheme via Al Gore and Felipe Calderon proposed at Davos — whose attendees used 1,700 private jets to get there.

This is not because everyone wants to live cheek-to-jowl in 250 square feet of rented housing where privacy is nearly unknown and movement is dependent on government. It is the fulfillment of the desires of all totalitarians, as succinctly expressed by an infamous Roman Emperor:

“I wish the Roman people had only one neck!”

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January 24, 2015

“Myths, Lies and Capitalism” [Darleen Click]

This is why Progressives hate America …

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January 23, 2015

The (brick and mortar) pw pub is beginning to take shape!

Painting is mostly done in the new protein wisdom pub, and the new floors will soon be laid. The reclaimed Russian Pine coffee table we ordered back in September should ship soon, which will allow me to move our old leather chair and loveseat down into the room, which is going to ape the style and coziness of an Irish pub, only without all the shamrocks. Instead we’ll have a coin-operated pool table, a dart board, and maybe even a shuffle board table.

Today, I put up the first two of my original US movie 1-sheets, which I’ll be using to decorate the walls of the space. Luckily, I was able to find these two highly in-demand titles rolled (most 1-sheets prior to the mid-80s were issued machine folded, with a few overruns kept back and stored flat; rolled posters from this era are highly sought after) and I’ve had them placed in archival frames, along with a mint rolled half-sheet of The Bad News Bears. I only have 2 half sheets, BNB and The Seven-ups. Here are the first two on the wall, measuring about 28″ x 42″ framed:


I have a few others I’ve collected that speak to my love of a particular type of movie from a particular era: still folded are a number of cult films and 70s favorites, such as Billy Jack (you knew I’d have that one!), Serpico (another gimme), Bring Me The Head of Alfredo Garcia, The Stepford Wives, Death Wish, Mr Majestyk, Hard Times, The Mechanic, Play Misty for Me, Every Which Way But Loose, Heaven’s Gate, Busting, The Hunter, Carny, Magic, Nashville, Night Moves, Altered States, It’s Alive, Hardcore, Three Days of the Condor, The Marathon Man, Dirty Mary Crazy Larry, Coma, The Longest Yard, Cisco Pike, Outland, Black Gunn, Prince of the City, Supercops, Vigilante Force, Catch-22, Machine Gun McCain, Seconds, and My Bodyguard. Most of these, I’m proud to say, are investor-grade pieces in Excellent/Very Fine to Near Mint condition. Rolled, I’ve picked up Angel Heart, Miller’s Crossing, Sorcerer, To Live and Die in LA, the pictured Warriors and The Thing, and Escape from New York. Additional titles — Alien, Straw Dogs, The French Connection, The Conversation, Midnight Cowboy [X-rated litho], and Day of the Locust — have all been linen-backed. The linen-backing process de-acifies the paper, smooths out the folds, and makes folded posters suitable for display (some people like the folded posters to remain folded; for me, it depends on the poster: if the image has a black background or a lot of black to it, linen-backing — along with minor touch ups to the fold lines — creates a crisper display image when framed, and the process will guarantee the paper doesn’t disintegrate. It can be a pricey process, but fortunately I’ve been able to find estate sales that have sold original linen-backed 1-sheets at far below market value.

I’ll probably have a few of the folded posters linen backed (Serpico, Death Wish, and a few more iconic posters), and I’m still looking for a nice Exorcist one-sheet, along with Two Lane Blacktop and Vanishing Point.

When more go up I’ll share the photos.

Also, for those of you who’ve asked, I’ll begin posting a few photos of the house as it comes together. We’ve been able to get a decent amount done, but because of the unexpected financial outlay for my Mom’s funeral and the legal fees paid to the lawyers to make sure my brother doesn’t live comfortably off my mother’s late-life misery, we’re a bit behind where we wanted to be at this point.

Here are the chairs, rug, and mirror we have in our living room. We’re combining mid-century modern with rustic and industrial, which is a nice blend of styles that fits my wife’s and my tastes perfectly. The chairs are from Joybird (as is the sofa, not pictured). The coffee table (and matching end tables) we found on clearance at a Furniture Row store, at a price that would have made Wal-Mart blanch. The rug is a wool piece that looks like river stones. Unfortunately, the puppies have often mistaken it for that, and have had little compunction about leaving a remnant for us. On the plus side, though, Walking on it is like getting a foot massage:


And here’s the great room, off the kitchen. The sofa and loveseat come from Joybird.com; the reclaimed wood and zinc table is 5’x5′ and I love it. I did have to add my own seal so that spills and such wouldn’t damage the patina, and as a result the table is a bit more amber than when we originally purchased it; still, it’s beginning to fade back to its original hue — and in a pinch, I can sleep on the thing:


The egg chair interior is done in cowhide and goes with the ottoman, both in distressed black (which looks like aged deep brown). We found the chair at the sole Restoration Hardware outlet in the state, where a woman literally tried to pull Satchel off of it in order to buy it out from under us. Satch, as you know, is a wrestler and uses his weight well. She lost. And we got it at about 1/5 of the original retail price.

Seriously. It’s like being hugged by a Guernsey.


update: Speaking of wrestling, I leave this afternoon to drive up to Bennett — about 100 miles — for tomorrow morning’s Regional Championships. Satchel has to weigh-in between 6-8, after which we’ll be spending the night in a Best Western. My wife won’t be home from New York until later this evening so she’ll be heading up tomorrow morning, leaving at the leisurely time of around 6:15 a.m.

Since Districts, when Satch placed second, he’s looked like an entirely different wrestler. His confidence came back, his focus has been there, and he’s been ultra-aggressive in practice. Last night he dominated a good kid who outweighed him by 17 lbs. The night before he beat a kid 3 lbs heavier — who hasn’t lost this year in Metro tournaments — 25-0, teching him in the first period. The other kids in the group who were to rotate in were fighting among themselves, trying to get out of wrestling him. He then called out our 12 and older former champ, who outweighs him by 10 lbs, and wrestled him to a 4-4 tie.

This is what we’ve been waiting for all year. It remains to be seen if he carries it over into the tournament; he tends to be less physically dominating when he doesn’t know his opponent. He is reluctant to “hurt” other kids, particularly those with whom he’s not terribly familiar. We’ve been trying to tell him that it’s part of wrestling and that it’s okay. If that message sticks, and he comes out aggressive, imposing his will, and moving around at the speed with which he’s capable, I think he’ll make it to States.

He just can’t be flat and expect to win against this level of competition. That he’s been that way most of the season and still medaled in every tournament is a testament to just how good he is and just how really good he can be.

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January 23, 2015

On 20-week abortions

As an adopted son myself, I completely identify with the sentiments expressed by Kevin Williamson in his NRO note to House Republicans: that they eschewed the wide-ranging wishes of the public because they feared backlash in a couple of seats (yes, we’re looking at you, Rep Ellmers and Walorski) further proves to me that politics is all about protecting incumbency and has nothing whatever to do with principle. The US government as designed has lost its way, an inevitability, really, once politicians began using the Constitution as a kind of glorified Chinese menu, picking and choosing items from individual articles and clauses in order to create a personalized buffet plate of comfort-food relativism and legal revisionism.

There’s no need for me to (yet again) go into the faulty and incoherent linguistic assumptions that allow this to continue (and that are still defended, sometimes doggedly and to the point of utter psychosis, by those on the right who may make their living off of the continued acceptance of institutionalized interpretive theft); suffice to say, that without an insistence upon originalism, the Constitution is at best reduced to an occasional inconvenience for ambitious politicians.

Instead, I’ll note only this: I have long described myself as “reluctantly” pro-choice — which means pro-choice with a number of restrictions, my imperfect (admittedly) way of trying to balance viable human life with a woman’s control over her own body.

As Williamson points out, only 17% of those who even call themselves pro-choice support the latest “civil right” pressed by Obama and the remnants of the Sanger eugenicist movement, as it’s merged with the establishment feminist movement — that civil right being the “right” to wait until the last minute to decide if the living being in utero lives or dies.

What used to be a question of viability is now an assertion that “viability makes no difference, this is about individual autonomy and choice” — with the obvious oversight that the pre-born child, whose life is certainly viable outside the womb but whose inability to crawl out on his or her own when they sense the biological mother harboring them is ready to grant license to some disinterested doctor to jam a scissor blade into their skulls, has no choice at all in the matter.

The radicalism of people like Obama, or the nouveau eugenicists like the execrable Amanda Marcotte, who somehow speaks for a slew of equally willing murderers, has moved me closer and closer to the pro-life camp. I can’t quite get there yet: I still believe viability is the “reasonable” compromise in the balance of liberty issues that rub against each other at the nexus of women’s rights to have final say over their own bodies and the rights of living humans to be brought to term once they’ve reached the point where they are capable of living outside some dithering, inconvenienced woman who believes them disposable, often merely to maintain some kind of lifestyle they feel entitled to (remember: adoption is always an option).

A baby at 5 months, as I know personally from looking at ultrasounds of my own two children, are quite alive and quite human. The reluctance to protect them — even from ostensibly pro-life Republicans — from the twisted propaganda campaigns they fear the left will level against their re-election bids, is the height of cravenness.

Were it me, and were there a party ready to take on the task? Tar and feathers might send an appropriate message.

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January 23, 2015

The evolution of “OUTLAW”

As many of you regular readers know, the fledgling “OUTLAW” movement began here quite some time ago, and in a way pre-figured the TEA Party movement that grew dominant in its stead. The reasons these two movements coalesced at the same time was a recognition — to some incontrovertibly distilled, to others a kind of nagging sense — namely, that our party system was a kind of perversion, a pretend, televised and media “covered” puppet show intended to convince us that an adversarial system of government still existed in this country, that the separation of powers remained intact, that there was a reason to contribute to one party over the other, or support one party’s lust for power and control over that of the lesser of two evils.

In truth, the two parties are no different, with the exception of a few issues pertaining to their core constituencies, which are no longer represented by voters by rather by big monied interests, be they unions or the US Chamber of Commerce and its desire for cheap labor.

All the rest is sound and fury, with “colleagues” launching bombast during business hours, then retiring together for drinks at Georgetown bars on the taxpayer tab.

For those of us unfortunate enough to see this with some clarity before it was acceptable to make the case, the road toward educating “our” individual sides has been treacherous, particularly on the right, where back-biting, jockeying for position as the “sensible,” “adult,” “nuanced,” and pragmatic wing of the political commentariat class, particular among “new media”-types whose goals appear to be to consolidate “new media” under their control, becoming in a sense the “editors” for the party and the explicators and apologists of its failings (often surreally presented as achievements), has had the practical (and intentional, in some cases) effect of weakening the more conservative and classical liberal voices that before Obama’s rise had been crucial to the new media message. This is done, as they might justify it, to keep the party from alienating the “moderates” and “independents” — that morass of politically disengaged, sound-bite consuming sometimes voters who are said to swing elections in a country that continues to poll at conservative in temperament and policy desires.

But rather than appeal to those types — who the numbers tell us must cross party lines (and were previously the “Reagan Democrats”), and who won landslide elections for the GOP that the middle-dwellers chased by Bush I, Dole, McCain, and Romney could never deliver — the establishment GOP actively admits, in its leadership, that their goal is to use the power of name recognition, billionaire crony fundraising, incumbency, and (in certain cases, even Democrat voters scared into believing a vote for a conservative is a vote for the return of lynching).

They are, in effect, Big Government progressives, and the only real difference between the Marxist / Fabian progressives on the left is, to borrow a well-worn punchline, haggling over a price.

Unfortunately, OUTLAW failed — mocked as it was by some on the right who, it turns out, were also actively willing to sabotage certain voices that for years had proven incredibly valuable to classical liberalism / minarchist libertarianism / constitutional conservatism, be it in the FISA fights, or reversing the Miers nomination, or creating an intellectual ground game meant to expose and suss out the institutionalized kernel assumptions pushed by the left and unwittingly adopted by the status quo right, putting in place the conditions under which the country must of necessity track leftward, taking with it the idea of “conservative,” which now sits somewhere a bit left of center, when applied to “severely conservative” Romney, or Jeb Bush, or John McCain — a revelation that should suggest to anyone with any intellectual honesty (above and beyond the rah-rah party loyalty that seems only to be about winning elections, which wins are then protected by actions that allow them to resist being cast as the “extremists”: governing like statist Democrats, with the caveat that they are comfortable with losing more slowly.

So it’s time to up the ante a bit, in my opinion. Time to rename our OUTLAW and TEA Party movement to express what it is we truly believe needs to happen to return the country to a federalist, representative republic. And my suggestion — which will be immediately rejected by the button-downed Beltway dwellers who continue to believe their “nuanced” approach effective (it isn’t, it hasn’t been, and it won’t be) — is to redefine the grass roots as the TAR AND FEATHER Party.

The demands are simple: keep your campaign promises and represent the wishes of your constituencies or else we, the people, look to depose you, to recall you, to run you out of the unctuous, self-serving cesspool of DC on a rail, covered with the ignomy of a chicken suit applied by those who tire of your lies, capitulations, and complete rejection of your constituencies’ interests once you pass the local election stage.’

Attached to your departing attire will be a bill of particulars naming your various offenses against those you are elected to represent.

The Article V movement is a serious component of this new “party” — because by aggressively pushing it we can let US Senators know that their states are watching them and ready to recall them for failure to recognize the interests of those states through actions of the state legislatures.

The time has come to symbolically pitch and befowl those career ruling elites (and lying upstarts who are elected on a false pose) whose lies, deceit, greed, and self-interest serve only to enrich themselves and make our futures — and the futures of our families — bleak.

Bitching and moaning and trying to bypass the gatekeepers of the “grown-up” new media, who have become appendages of the party, in many ways, isn’t working. In fact, encouraging us to do so is part of the program to sustain the appearance of dueling parties, and as a result keep the campaign contributions flowing.

It’s all an elaborate dance. A ruse. Jonathan Gruber is not some individual flunky who let the Democrat’s cynicism and distaste for the “masses” out of the bag. He is the very EMBLEM of the federal government and its mindset.

They are all Grubers. And we are the uneducated, silly dupes they believe they can roll right over.

Next time they try it, we should be ready with the stuff of ruining expensive suits and $500 wingtips. These are largely doddering old “gentlemen” and gentrified women. Taking them down a notch or two is what might finally convince them that there’s a lot more of us than there are of them, and that “we, the people” are granted the role of self-governance.

Plus, the spectacle of chicken suits!

Hell: we could turn it into a reality show.

Posted by Jeff G. @ 9:31am
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January 22, 2015

Powerline rules on Obama

Verdict? Turns out that it’s okay now to note, with near certainty, that no, the Lightbringer is not such a good man, after all.

If anybody needs me, I’ll be hanging out back in 2008-9, when I tried to make the case and warn against what was coming. It was lonely back there for a while, but these days it seems like lots of folks are finding their way to a past they railed against at the time.

(h/t sdferr)

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January 21, 2015

If lefty reviewers can pan American Sniper without first seeing it…

… then clearly I can offer a thumbnail of Obama’s SOTU without having watched it. So, here’t goes: “It doesn’t matter that the latest Congressional elections went to the GOP, giving them the Senate and expanding their representation in both the House and in every conceivable local political measurable. The fact is, I won the presidency. Which under my reading makes me a king of sorts.

“Therefore, I’m going to do as I please, and those of you who dared vote to bring in more obstructionist Republican politicians — some of them teabaggers — to quell my lameduck aspirations, well, you can all sod off. You matter not a jot. Or a tittle. I’m in the last stages of a societal remake, and I’ll be damned if some teary orange bitch like John Boehner is going to stop me, much less a turkey-necked opportunist like Mitch McConnell.

“Besides. You’re probably all racists, anyway — and American policy can’t be driven by racism. That’s not who we are. So, ipso facto, you people can’t be allowed to drive policy.

“Now if you’ll excuse me, my pen, my phone, and I will be out banging balls at the range until it’s time for me to veto something, or it’s time for me to dismiss the next Islamist attack as not at all indicative of Islam. But make no mistake: if and when the GOP does what I want, when I want it, I’m happy to work with them. On their efforts to validate me. Because me.”

Close enough?

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