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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January 20, 2015

It’s almost tragic that I have to link this, but…

The left simply can’t let some heroism exist, particularly when it is offered in defense of country. That, to them, is merely jingoistic, racist, macho gun-nuttery — of the kind that allows them to sit in their salons and their martini bars and piss on the very people who keep them free so that they can continue belching out distorted narratives and outright falsehoods as a way to cover for their own cowardice: which is to say, by turning real sacrifice into a wingnut caricature, they are able to elevate their own rejection of that sacrifice into a self-servingly “brave” stance against the established status quo, the idea that soldiers protect their freedoms. In that way, they redefine heroism (“look at the brave and controversial dissent I offer from the comfort of my den, where my Apple Pro Book often sits! Aren’t I edgy?”) to cover for their own moral, intellectual, and even physical cowardice.

This observation aside, it’s worth noting the extent they’ll go to to bring down those who they recognize they could never ever on their best days even approach in terms of human worth.

So allow me to say this here and now: fuck the bloated ostentatious cravenness of Michael Moore and Seth Rogen; fuck the faculty lounge recriminations of fey metrosexuals and gentrified, soft, city gals pretending to write nuanced counter narratives instead of the intentionally misleading alternate histories they’re hoping will stick like goat heads to the fabric of American lore; and fuck Jesse Ventura, too.

If you need so badly to try to pull yourself up on the back of a dead SEAL whose very dumps you aren’t fit to smear yourselves with, you’re doing life wrong.

The end.

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January 20, 2015

a CITIZEN JOURNALIST prepares himself for tonight’s State of the Union Address

I only have 2 episodes of “Bar Rescue” on the DVR, but if Obama goes longer than we all hope he will, I’m covered: I have yesterday’s “Castle” and at least one “Love it or List it” in the queue.

So. God Bless America. And I guess He can go ahead and bless Canada, too, in this very limited case.

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January 20, 2015

“Price of Electricity Hit Record High in U.S. in 2014″

There’s that “necessarily skyrocket” chicken, coming home to roost. CNS News:

Even as gasoline prices plummeted and the overall energy price index calculated by the Bureau of Labor Statistics declined, electricity prices bucked the trend in the United States in 2014.

Data released today by the BLS indicates that the electricity price indexes hit all-time highs for the month of December and for the year. 2014 was the most-expensive year ever for electricity in the United States.

The annual price index for electricity, published by BLS today, was 208.020. That was up from 200.750 in 2013.


The seasonally adjusted electricity price index for the month of December was 210.151, according to the BLS. That sets an all-time record for the seasonally adjusted monthly electricity price index. The previous high was 209.341 in March of this year. In December 2013, the seasonally adjusted electricity price index was 203.740.

The average price for a kilowatt hour of electricity in the United States was 13.5 cents in December. That is the highest average price for KWH of electricity in the month of December since the BLS started recording the December monthly price for a KWH in 1978. In December 2013, the average price for a KWH was 13.1 cents.

It is, naturally, important to remember, as Obama pats himself on the back for falling oil and gas prices this evening — the single factor keeping our economy from complete stagnation, which is a result of the private sector push for US energy independence (see, for instance, the success of fracking in Colorado, my home state) and OPEC’s attempts to undermine that success by artificially keeping prices low to lower profitability margins on our energy production — that everything good about our economy is happening in spite of Obama, whose politicized and regressive EPA has gone after coal, leading to the record highs in electricity prices, and has announced it will now go after methane, the end result of which will be to try, along with OPEC, to cripple the booming private energy business in the US.

Or, to put in more bluntly, it is important to remember that Obama is a big fat Marxist liar and an opportunistic egoist.

Not that you didn’t already know that. Just thought I’d put a bit of an exclamation point on that before the State of the Union propaganda push this evening.

Don’t mention it.

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