If not the FCC, then Leftists are out to use the FEC to SHUT UP!! the disagreeing and disagreeable.
Claiming that thousands of public comments condemning “dark money” in politics can’t be ignored, the Democrat-chaired Federal Election Commission on Wednesday appeared ready to open the door to new regulations on donors, bloggers and others who use the Internet to influence policy and campaigns.
During a broad FEC hearing to discuss a recent Supreme Court decision that eliminated some donor limits, proponents encouraged the agency to draw up new funding disclosure rules and require even third-party internet-based groups to reveal donors, a move that would extinguish a 2006 decision to keep the agency’s hands off the Internet. […]
Democratic Chairwoman Ann Ravel, who called the hearing, has said she wants to regulate politicking on the Internet, though she has pulled back amid a public outcry, especially among conservatives who see her move as a bid to silence center-right websites and Internet based conservative groups and news sites.
Samizdat must be eliminated.
I have just one question for the FEC: who’s funding the anti-“dark money” campaign?
Mark Levin interviews the FCC Commissioner on massive internet takeover
It’s gotten so bad that even The Anchoress is swearing:
http://www.patheos.com/blogs/theanchoress/2015/02/11/im-having-a-howard-beale-moment/
Saw this on Instapundit: States Rise Up Against Washington
Maybe in addition to that balanced budget amendemnt that’s making the rounds, the states might want to consider an amendment repealing the 17th.
>Maybe in addition to that balanced budget amendemnt that’s making the rounds <
nah if you are doing an amendment about spending: the states should take over the "debt limit". 3/4state legislatures to raise it. beats about 300 in dc to raise it.
Ernst
I stumbled across and am rewatching Ken Burns “Civil War” … my husband has never seen it.
After the opening he said, “You know, we having one again.”
You might call this one a Soft Civil War……..for now.
We need one.
Oddly enough, Glenn Beck had a dream last night that he shared today in light of the gawdawful headlines we all encountered just this morning.
He’s near a grand old colonial home that has seen better days. It looks like it might collapse. He goes to the corner of the foundation to push up against it, to sustain it. A little boy comes to him and says, “Time for you to rest.”
Glenn protests that he can’t, because there’s so much happening that he needs to help fix, to help take care of.
“No, you just rest,” says the boy.
Glenn protests some more, but eventually realized that there’s nothing he can do for the house.
Time to rest.
Sounds like the same place Jeff came to: the edifice is rotted away, the Republic lost (sorry, Mr. Franklin), and there’s no way for us to stop the FCC and ISIS and Obama and Putin from doing what they’re hell-bent on doing. If you’re not feeling helpless and frustrated and ready to scream lately, you’re not paying attention.
But we’re at that point where the corruption and rot and momentum thereof must surely run its course, for there’s no force on earth can stop it now, and it’s doubtful God will step in to save us from our own stupidity — especially since we’ve known was stupidity for ages.
We also can’t resist societal entropy forever; eventually, the garment is too threadbare to be patched. As individuals, we can shelter in place until the wave crests and the tsunami drags the weakest into the deep, but as the 50-state Republic we grew up in, our time is over.
I’m dead sorry to witness the end during my lifetime. Progressivism could have been reversed (theoretically) maybe 70 years ago, maybe not.
It was great while it lasted.
La république est mort; vive la république
“colonial”
That’s Barryho’s pet peeve, his motivation for transforming us to His notion of a more perfect Unionism, where all Citizens are equally kept. For their own good, and for the betterment (or atonement) of their clan’s historical deeds or misdeeds.
No grey areas for Barry.
Imagine if the Obama presidency was compressed into six months instead of six years. Would the frogs have jumped out of the pot of suddenly boiling water?
Imagine if the Obama presidency was compressed into six months instead of six years.
Dude. The pot’s been a-simmerin’ since the Wilson administration. Were it not for us being softened up by the insidious incrementalism of the proggs, Obama would never have been elected: word of his commie tendencies would have stymied that toot sweet.
‘fraid you’re right, Di. But it would have been nice to see our Republican betters rise up in righteous indignation and smite down this tyranny. By the way, I’ve always thought “Insidious Incrementalism” would be a great name for a band.
If you’re not feeling helpless and frustrated and ready to scream lately, you’re not paying attention.
Frustrated? Sure. Helpless? Hardly!
On those days when I’m feeling that the statists and their idiot followers have me outnumbered 2-to-1, I remind myself that those odds still leave me with a hundred million allies. Then I remind myself that half the statists and their idiot followers live in metropolitan areas that will be the first to collapse, leaving that contingent too busy eating their own to come after me and mine. Then I remind myself that most of the remaining statists and their idiot followers don’t know how to change a tire or mend a sock, much less how to field-strip a rifle or field-dress a deer.
We’re throwing ourselves into the Pit of Despair because we’re faced with a horde of idiots? Nonsense!
I will readily admit that we were way too complacent, and way too indulgent, and so we’re paying a terrible price. But the way I see it, either the grownups step up (belatedly) and tell the mewling children that we’re cutting their allowance, or else the whole thing collapses when the money runs out anyway. Either way, I have faith that the current course will not hold (if only because it’s totally unsustainable), and that a few fundamental Truths will come back into the foreground.
The Gods of the Copybook Headings are on MY side. And they never, ever lose.
The Republican Party Is Not Your Friend
Ya think?
The Gods of the Copybook Headings are on MY side. And they never, ever lose.
What odds do they give for going from Mad Max to a New American Experiment? From the French Revolution to American Renewal without going through the Terror and Napoleon (and French surrender to the Nazis and French democratic socialism and all it’s current deterioration)?
Where’s the record of a successful society collapsing from inner corruption (as the gods predict) and then being restored to any degree of health? How’s Rome doing? Greece? Persia? Babylon? Assyria? Egypt? Britain? Belgium? Spain?
The American Experiment was an outlier from day one. That might give us a chance or it might mean our fate is will be uniquely bad.
We’re throwing ourselves into the Pit of Despair because we’re faced with a horde of idiots? Nonsense!
It’s called letting the dead bury their dead. It’s called withdrawing from a battle you’ve already lost and gearing up for the next phase. It’s called not wasting your time or inner resources patching the pinholes in the hull of the Titanic.
Acknowledging that our current course WILL lead to wreckage, as it surely must, is not the Pit of Despair: sometimes giving up on something is the most liberating, positive thing you can do.
Fish or cut bait?
Me, I’ma cut bait. Try to stop engaging with the Outrage of the Day, stop putting hopes in the next election, stop thinking we can turn the canoe around when the front half is already over the falls. Save my strength for battles that can be won or at least moved forward.
Then I remind myself that most of the remaining statists and their idiot followers don’t know how to change a tire or mend a sock, much less how to field-strip a rifle or field-dress a deer.
And they’ll just stand there and starve to death while you’re drying deer jerky in your back yard. Won’t come after ya. Won’t steal your stuff as they accuse you of hoarding. Won’t swamp any and all life rafts you might have prepared for you and yours.
Unless there’s no means of transport from Blue states to Red, they’ll continue to screw with us, as they always do.
What’s that you say? You’re armed? Good. I’m sure you’ll take comfort in having to shoot your neighbors because they used to make fun of preppers. Bright future, that.
We might get to a better place eventually, but we will also pass through the fire first, and that fire will not discriminate between Red and Blue. We will lose some of ours; we will not come out of this smelling like a daisy.
Worst, we’ll get to see what we’re really made of, whether our blog-comment bluster is worth more than just perishable pixels.
Rebuilding the Republic (if it’s even possible) likely takes several generations, meaning that you and I will not see liberty again. I’m not looking forward to it.
They never imagine themselves out of the majority.
Oh, you mean helpless to save the Republic? I’m totally with you there. I misread you as just throwing your hands up and giving up altogether.
Depending on the timing, I’ll either be Up North living the Laura Ingalls Wilder Experience, or sailing between the islands, repairing people’s electronics and small diesels in exchange for tropical umbrella drinks. (I’m really hoping it’s the latter.)
In the meantime, I’ll continue my sad little crusade to wake people up before it’s too late*. Even if I only persuade 6 or 8 people, at least I can count them as potential partners instead of potential rivals. Also, I want to make sure there’s plenty of evidence on the record for all the I Told You So that I plan to engage in. Because that’s about the only thing I have to look forward to.
* it’s already too late.
I misread you as just throwing your hands up and giving up altogether.
Actually, I do that all the time.
My grandma gave me a bumper-sticker once that said, “Since I gave up all hope I feel much better.”
Trouble with giving up altogether is that the earth continues to rotate on its axis as before, the sun comes up, and then what do you do? Curl up in a ball and turn blue? Sometimes. Off yourself? Too permanent and scary.
Trudge on?
Yup, pretty much.
Keep calm and say the hell with it.
Just be a piker.
And keep the damned thing sharp.
my letter to mr. levin:
1) no general art. v
2) levin’s term limits (page 19 the liberty amendments)(polls @ 75% yes)(with discussion of how much of the federal gov’t to term limit)
3) levin goes on beck to explain this art v. convention
4) activate the texas tea party and 912 groups to petition the governor
5) gov. abbott of texas calls special session
6) pass this already legally vetted resolution
7) take it to wisconsin
Another slice of the salami.
Brilliant plan, dahlink — but how does it help get rid of moose and squirrel?
Moose and Squirrel.
Omelets and cakes, lots of eggs to be broken, so little time.
The internet regards censorship as a network error and re-routes around it.
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