A Ride in the WABAC

 

  Now seem like an excellent time to dust off and roll out the WABAC machine. An acronym for Wormhole Activating and Bridging Automatic Computer, pronounced ‘wayback,’ this fictitious device was featured in the Sherman and Mr. Peabody cartoons.

It was instrumental in allowing the two titled characters to time travel for many episodes that were peppered with puns and amusing forgotten history adventures from, well, wayback.

Today, we seem forced to examine what the usually whiny Democrats are suddenly very publicly apoplectic about. Crying like colicky babies, Dems have been, as of late, trying to trip up President Donald J. Trump’s efforts to rein in out-of-control spending.

President Donald J. Trump
We don't deserve him

Beginning this effort with the help of Elon Musk, this pair of masterminds hit the ground running with the creation of DOGE, otherwise known as the Department of Government Efficiency. While not a real guvment agency, DOGE has been instrumental in finding, and subsequently exposing, waste in guvment.

Throughout that roughly 180-day run, seemingly countless fiscal horror stories were brought to light about hundreds of billions of tax dollars being frittered away by overly-generous guvment thieves. It just so happens that all those thieves are, in fact, your Representatives in Congress.

Of course, they aren’t necessarily wasting your money on inconsequential things because they need to, rather they are wasting your money on inconsequential things because they want to.

Imagine strolling about a sandy beach one morning. You’re desperately trying to locate seashells that naturally spell out something indecipherable in order for you to take a fortuitous photo for publication on your X account page to somehow denigrate the President of the United States.

Instead, you realized you, as a Congressclown – not a former FBI director – have the ability and authority to reach into the guvment coffers, to scratch your spendthrift itch. You recall your brother-in-law needs a job, or your cousin wants to travel to foreign lands, or even you’re thinking about feathering your retirement nest egg.

If, as luck would have it, you are not able to reach your grubby hand into the guvment lock box o’ cash, you realize you have a plan B in the works.

A House vote is nigh, and you appear to be one of the holdouts for a massive defense spending bill. You might, or might not, receive a phone call or visit from a defense contractor who would benefit greatly from the passage of this bill.

I’m not implying any money or favors are exchanged, but influence has its benefits far beyond a gratis cheese steak hoagie lunch. Beverage included.

But what concerns me personally, is the barrel of lies to which these Congressclowns are willing to spew to the American public in the name of politics.

Upon exiting the WABAC, we find something called Medicaid, which is a guvment program that provides health insurance for adults and children with limited income and resources. Established in 1965, Medicaid became another battle in the perpetual war on poverty.

Actually kicked around as an idea in 1930 – in the midst of the Great Depression – such a nation-wide health insurance idea was quickly abandoned, revisited later following WWII.

But insuring Americans wholesale would be prohibitively expensive, quickly depleting the U.S. Treasury within a few months.

Splitting the Medicare costs with the individual states seemed more financially palatable. Consequently, states with larger populations absorbing their own costs rather than having smaller, less affluent states footing the bill.

Still, many politicians have been cozying up to the medical community and health insurance giants, alike, for decades.

With the WABAC date set for 2010, we arrive at the passage of the much-touted Affordable Care Act (ACA), also known as ObamaCare. Capitol Hill denizens appeared to find all that nuzzling came with benefits, as is evidenced by the death struggle to pass this overly expensive legislature that seems to have little affect on the affordability of health care.

Immediately following its passage, the ACA was discovered to have been the punchline to the federal treasury joke. There were loopholes, maybes, what-ifs, all explained away by then-President Barack Hussein Obama as ‘too bad, get over it!’

Previously insured individuals often found themselves uninsured, uninsured people discovered they needed to pay sky-high premiums, while most everyone discovered Obama’s promise of being able to “keep your doctor” was a giant lie told with a toothy smile. But the worst part of this train wreck was that Congressclowns had the foresight to exempt themselves from the ACA, altogether. Neat, eh?

Not to worry. Congressional Democrats are currently livid that not only poor Americans are under-insured for catastrophic health disasters, but the estimated 12,000,000 illegal immigrants, let in to our nation under the hapless Biden Administration, are suffering, as well.

And now amazingly, it is all the fault of President Donald Trump. How can that be?

Thanks for asking.

Modifying the current Medicaid plan in order to save precious tax dollars is paramount to the survival of our nation and our sovereignty. Hemorrhaging money to pay for the birth of illegal immigrants’ births, gender reassignments, and abortions sounds awfully noble. But it exudes ignorance on the part of us – the hosts of these law breakers.

Because of the large influx of miscreants, our tax dollars and community chest funds are more than depleted, demanding mo’ money through higher taxes to the point of causing national exsanguination.

Congressclowns are adamant to defile President Trump and his supporters for the sake of Democratic votes. They’re not the “team players,” who “reach across the aisle,” are they? No, they are bitter, angry, evil, vile, and spiteful narcissists deserving of a trip to oblivion.

Let’s hope that someday we will need the WABAC machine to take us to faint memories of the extinct Democrat Party.

Thin Skinned

 

  It’s nearly impossible to greet the day without hearing of someone with an axe to grind.

Just yesterday morning, I was listening to a weekly gardening show on the radio when the topic gravitated towards Gypsy Moths. Gypsy Moths are a serious threat to trees and shrubs in North America. According to the show’s host, Gypsy Moths are insatiable eaters; one fully grown caterpillar can eat up to a square foot of tree leaves in just one day.

This defoliation process can significantly damage a tree, and if the infestation is bad enough, strip the entire tree of leaves within a matter of days. And that is pretty bad.

Thinking I was quite fortunate to not have a Gypsy Moth infestation in my yard, a few callers later introduced the radio horticultural world to someone I would call a “whiner.”

This caller expressed outrage about the host referring to the Gypsy Moths by name. Yep. No kidding. She pontificated about the word “gypsy” being a slur, offending anyone who was a nomadic European Romani.

It seems as though these people originated in India, migrating into Europe. Being referred to as a gypsy is akin to being called someone with street smarts who are constantly searching for their next grift. Con artists, these now-settled Americans are generally grouped with traveling nomads who move from town-to-town scamming unsuspecting people out of money, hence the word “gypped.”

In my opinion, if the shoe fits, wear it. However, this radio caller was angry that the gypsy moniker was applied to a moth. Of course neither the host nor the caller assigned the name to these destructive insects. Yet, she felt it necessary to berate the host thereby demonstrating her superior moral authority.

Too bad she failed. You see, some other anointed gasbag felt compelled to introduce a better name for the Gypsy Moth as “Spongy Moth.” Let’s keep our fingers crossed sponges don’t take issue now.

That got me to thinking about other brilliant ways total strangers attempt to foist their personal principles on the rest of society, if for nothing else than for an imaginary gold star.

Growing up, my grandmother had old, heavy, dark furniture positioned upon oriental rugs. Those rugs were colorful examples of art sewn into patterns with wool yarn that were kaleidoscopic. They certainly brightened up the area, adding a sense of elan to an otherwise drab room.

Once again, those hand-made oriental carpets have been deemed offensive because of their name.

Upon examination, according to sleepbloom.com, “The term ‘oriental rug’ can be seen as outdated and sometimes offensive. It typically refers to a specific style of rug. However, using ‘Oriental’ to describe people lacks cultural sensitivity.”

One example of an Oriental rug

Sleepbloom.com further states, “Critics argue that using ‘Oriental’ perpetuates stereotypes and aligns with colonial perspectives. These viewpoints can create a disconnect between the vibrant cultures that produce these rugs and the general public’s understanding of them. Replacing ‘Oriental rug’ with more specific terms, like ‘Persian’ or ‘Turkish rug,’ offers a more respectful acknowledgment of the unique artistry involved in rug-making.”

You bet.

It so happens that Australian Santa Clauses were forced to revolt, in 2007, for the right to say “Ho, Ho, Ho.” Per medium.com, a firm that supplied Santa characters for Christmas “told trainees that ‘ho, ho, ho’ could frighten children and be derogatory to women. Why? Because it was too close the American slang for prostitute.” Correct.

Next, we stumble upon the horrendous word, “homosexual.” That horrible linguistic unit is deemed unusable due to the fact that homosexuals would rather be referred to as “gay.” I don’t know why, and don’t particularly care.

Then there are the homeless, who take a shine to “outdoor urban dwellers.”

The insane prefer “reality challenged,” as opposed to Democratic Representative, I suppose.

Sex change has become “gender reassignment.” Preferential treatment is now known as “affirmative action.” Robbery is much more succinct in the words “wealth redistribution.” And wanted criminal has been suddenly transformed into “person of interest.”

Dishonest people like the words “ethically challenged.” I see a more precise verbal description in the word “politician.”

You can almost imagine Chuck Schumer using the words “quantitative easing” to really mean “printing money for which we really don’t have the backing.”

We’ve come a long way since the days when a word was a word, while being descriptive without fluff. I believe it’s time to throw this juggernaut of psychopathy into reverse for the sake of clarity without window dressing to prevent hurt feelings.

Cultural appropriation is flattering, not offensive.

Finally, if you’re too thin skinned, remain indoors.

Too Much of a Good Thing

 

  If you hang around cerebral folks, you’ve likely heard the words “adage” and “idiom” escape their mouths.

For the record, “Adages, such as ‘a stitch in time saves nine,’ typically offer advice based on common sense or experience and are easily understood by people across different cultures. Whereas idioms, like ‘kick the bucket,’ convey meanings that can be puzzling to non-native speakers and often culturally specific,” according to askdifference.com

So, when someone uses the words “Too much of a good thing,” that, to me, can be very confusing. In my puny mind, that sentence can neatly fit into both of the adage, as well as idiom category. How can that be?

Let’s say you won the Powerball lottery which carries a jackpot that cannot be described as insignificant. Usually totaling in the multi-million-dollar range, that money brings as much angst as it does glee. Suddenly acquiring previously unknown friends and relatives, magically causes such needy people to appear, wholesale, with open hands.

The same holds true for those people from other cultures who cannot fathom there being any good thing that might be overburdening. Once again, too much of a good thing,

Think about trying to invest, save, be benevolent, even squander your newly found bonanza. Buying a deserving person a car, bar patrons a ‘round of drinks,’ or setting up a trust fund for a favorite relative or lifelong friend, can exude wealth that often creates rifts.

Too much of a good thing, again. As is evident, sharing the wealth, not unlike adages and idioms, can quickly become confusing.

But it was my sainted wife who unintentionally introduced a conundrum into our otherwise simplistic life. Being the end of July, when temperatures are regularly reaching three digits, and humidity on The Eastern Shore approaches 98% – a pleasant 98%, that is.

Personally, I’ve been planting a very modest 4’x6’ garden for over fifty-years, usually consisting of two cherry tomato plants, two Big Boy tomato plants, and often a couple of okras, as well as cucumbers. Each has their own place on my table. The cherries are for salads, Big Boys are used on sandwiches, while okra is for gumbo, and cukes are used in my salads, as well.

Not seeming like an extraordinary number of crops, planted correctly, the cherry tomatoes can yield several two-gallon buckets of fruit, as can the Big Boys, both of which are usually shared with friends and neighbors. The aforementioned okra excess must be frozen or pickled as people refer to them as slimy in their refusal of free veggies; for the record, they’re not.

But over the past few years with the expansion of my modest garden into a 7’x32’ plot, I am now able to plant more everything. I’ve written about cucumbers from my garden before, but now I decided we needed two additional cucumber plants since there was a five foot space adjacent to my newly introduced eggplants.

As luck would have it, this year is thus far promising to be a bumper year for many crops.

From time-to-time, a growing cycle appears in the fruit and vegetable growing seasons. Every four-years, or so, my black walnut trees produced an extraordinary abundance of nuts; other years, my plum trees thrived as did pears and apples in still different seasons.

Alignment of the planets – or whatever causes this phenomenon – seems to be right this year of 2025. As such, our first tomato was picked July 1^st. Since then, it’s been tomatoes upon tomatoes from the Big Boy vines finding their way to our kitchen table.

Quickly approaching the beginning of August, we’ve also been harvesting an extraordinary number of cucumbers. In an effort of efficiency and frugality, my sainted wife has been accumulating Mason jars in order to can these green garden denizens.

A small portion of the cucumber bonanza

Buying them by the case she’s become the best friend of the local hardware store who is delighted to sell these canning necessities. The good news is the washing, sterilizing, creating a brine, peeling, chopping, slicing, and finally canning more than 20-cucumbers yielded eight quarts of pickles.

The bad news is that the very next day, she picked another seven cukes with five more in the wings. Of course she panicked. Of course.

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Without a preconceived plan for excess cucumber disposal, she took to making casual, unannounced “welfare” visits to neighbors. And how fortuitous she had a small bag containing at least five fresh cucumbers with her.

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Wearing a giant smile, she would begin her conversation with an expression of concern that she had not seen our neighbor in several days. (The reason for that is the aforementioned oppressive heat and humidity.)

While extending her hand holding the bag chock full o’ cukes, she learned how to release the bag, turn her body in mid-air, and skedaddle before the unsuspecting neighbor could scream, “NOOOOO!”

Unfortunately, the neighbors quickly caught on to her shenanigans and subsequent visits were met with them hiding like felons anticipating a felony warrant being served. It soon became apparent the jig was up, and time for implementing Plan B.

My sainted wife seemed to be leaving the house often, at random times. Her excuses varied from “Goin’ shoppin’,” to “Returning a library book,” even “Visiting some sick friend.”

Suspecting something nefarious was going on I decided to surreptitiously follow her. Sure enough, she wound up at the Tallmart store where I espied her sneakily placing our surplus cucumbers in the store’s vegetable bins, cleverly camouflaging them as genuine Tallmart produce which an unsuspecting consumer would hopefully give a new home.

It’s quite a shame that we have so much available food that we are unable to give it away.

And now you have another example of both an adage and idiom: Too much of a good thing.

The Inevitable

 

  “Our new Constitution is now established, and has an appearance that promises permanency; but in this world nothing can be said to be certain, except death and taxes.”

That profound sentence was written by Founding Father Benjamin Franklin, in a letter to Jean-Baptiste Le Roy, in 1789.

Eventually becoming a popular idiom, those words are now commonly used to point at anything that is both annoying and inevitable.

So, I was curious as to how we arrived at our present location in life regarding taxes and their punitive affects on our daily lives. Buckle-up and prepare for a wild ride through the true history of taxes, taxers, and taxees.

(Psst: Save yourself some time and trouble of looking up the word “taxees,” as I just made it up to improve that sentence.)

Real estate speculator, King George III

The federal income tax in the United States was officially established with the ratification of the 16^th Amendment on February 3, 1913. Its origins trace back to the Civil War when the first income tax was introduced in 1862 to help finance war expenses.

It should be noted that early taxation relied heavily on tariffs and excise taxes. Odd that this means of finding money worked well until Congress felt they were the smartest people in the country. By the way, what worked so well until then – tariffs – are suddenly vilified since it’s now President Donald Trump’s idea. Oh, my.

However, the income tax was repealed in 1872 due to public opposition. Go figure.

Not to be denied their exercise of power, Congress, in 1894, attempted to reintroduce a 2% income tax on incomes over $4,000, but the Supreme Court ruled it unconstitutional. Not to be deterred, Congress flexed its muscle by proposing the 16^th Amendment in 1909; it was ratified in 1913.

The first federal income tax under this amendment was a 1% tax on incomes above $3,000, with a 6% surtax on incomes over $500,000. Clearly this paved the way for the annual pickpocketing known as the “Congress Can Spend Your Money More Wisely Than You” Amendment. (Not really, but it should have been named that for accuracy.)

This brilliant maneuver fundamentally changed federal revenue sources, making income tax a primary means of funding guvment operations. With sleazy Congressmen AND women in charge, over time, income tax brackets have evolved significantly impacting American economic policy and society.

Not unlike sharks, Congress suddenly developed a taste for blood, beginning a campaign to see how quickly they could bleed Americans, along with their work ethic. With a seemingly endless supply of dollars from the then-estimated population of 92,000,000 Americans, Congress’ crusade on class warfare began in earnest. Let the exsanguination begin!

But what exactly is the aforementioned excise tax? I’m here to explain.

An excise tax is a specific tax imposed on certain goods or services at the time of purchase, such as fuel, tobacco, and alcohol. It is typically paid by businesses, but passed on to consumers through higher prices. This excise tax is local in nature, collected by municipalities and states, very much like sales taxes are.

To help the federal guvment feel more included, the feds began adding their “fair share” of taxes on goods such as vehicle tires. Tires are subject to various taxes, including federal excise tax (FET) and state-specific fees such as the Tire User Fee in Illinois, which is imposed on the sale of new and used tires. These taxes help fund road maintenance and tire disposal programs. Wink, wink.

Unfortunately, Americans are sold a bill of goods each time the excise fuel prices are raised, lying to us about the need for mo’ money to repair roads and bridges. Uh, huh.

It seems as though the FET, sales tax, and Tire User Fee, is in addition to the ever-present federal income tax. Not a bad legal haul for a politician-generated robbery, but most certainly a crime for Al Capone.

Let’s skip ahead to the calendar. The federal guvment’s budget is on a one-year cycle. Beginning on October 1^st, and ending on September 30^th, this period is known as a “fiscal year.” Fiscal years are determined to set budget deadlines as well as spending periods.

These budget plans are set by Congress who hold the proverbial checkbook and pen. ONLY Congress may spend money from the Department of Treasury; not the President, Vice President, Speaker of the House, or janitor, can authorize spending money. Period.

If – IF – the federal guvment runs out of money, they cannot spend more because the pre-established limit has already been spent, and the checkbook balance is $0.00. In American dollars, that is ZERO.

Oftentimes, the guvment runs out of money, though. Natural disasters, civil unrest, over-exaggerations of the flu, foreign wars, and other unforeseen emergencies quickly deplete the coffers, at which time it is necessary to still spend money in the name of humanity and public safety. That’s when Congress meets to raise the budget in the form of a loan – a loan that needs to be repaid – hence, the name “loan.”

Currently, the loan as of late stands at a nosebleed $37,000,000,000,000. That’s 37 trillion dollars!

Click here for the actual Debt Clock   https://www.usdebtclock.org/

No matter who you are, that is a lot of money, but the brain trust in Congress think there’s room to write more bad checks for frivolous things. And they are quick to tell you that if only they had more money, all would be well. It wouldn’t, because they’ll only spend more. Trust me.

Now for the big question: Where will Congress get the money?  Answer: You.

And the little question to which you also know the answer: How will Congress extort your money? Little answer: Taxes.

Don’t forget that America became a nation because Britain’s King George III raised the excise tax on tea. Don’t forget.

Forward to 1865

 

  What was old is now new. Take, for example, electric cars. Electric vehicles were experimented with by several auto manufacturers as far back as the 1830’s, in Scotland. Attempting to find a suitable battery was difficult, inasmuch as electricity for charging was still widely unavailable.

After a period of deep thinking, European auto manufacturers decided, in 1901, that the internal combustion engine was far less expensive to manufacture and maintain than electric vehicles. But now they’re new again in 2025.

Then there are bell bottom britches. Exactly where bell bottom pants were born is a mystery, but they were adopted by the U.S. Navy in 1901, for use by sailors. They were found to be more easily able to be doffed by an overboard sailor preventing drowning. Used during World War I, they became accepted as a fashion must for both men and women.

Eventually, they disappeared until being “rediscovered” in the 1960’s and 1970’s as an accessory in the fashion world, again, when thought of as new. (As an aside, I also had a pair of bell bottoms, and I looked good.)

Not to be outdone, the brain trust of California’s transportation system thought it would be a terrific idea to make traveling throughout the Eureka State more safe, comfortable, and efficient by building a railway system.

You read that right. Someone who didn’t learn about the rail systems of America, Europe, or the Far East, in elementary school apparently stumbled upon something termed “trains.”

Trains have been around for hundreds of years in varying forms to include electric, steam, plus diesel, that have not only proved efficient, but cost effective, as well. They were successful in transporting both goods and people across a developing nation for many, many years.

Trains began waning following the Civil War ending in 1865, in favor of the new mode of transportation called the automobile.

As with all things, they age; some things age better than others. And just because they were once beneficial to ‘their times,’ doesn’t mean they should or could be revived. 

Gavin Newsom pointing to the direction 
his popularity is heading

Creating the California High-Speed Rail Program (CHSRP), California Gubernor Gavin Newsom thought it would be amazing if he could build this much-wanted boondoggle to showcase his forward-thinking abilities.

Promising this rail system would service areas from San Francisco to Los Angeles, was the easy part. Using a media blitz to promote and continue enthusiasm has become arduous, though.

With the CHSRP using the ol’ razzle dazzle game, they continue to cheer lead this bottomless money pit. Visiting

https://hsr.ca.gov/2025/01/06/news-release-californias-high-speed-rail-program-celebrates-progress-and-highlights-next-steps-towards-operations/

will take you to a website of fluff, along with nebulous platitudes that may actually invoke a case of Type 2 Diabetes.

Enthusiastically bragging about working on 171-miles of track, following the creation of more than 14,500 construction jobs, this statement from CHSRP gives one the impression this exercise was making great headway.

Unfortunately, this saga has been seemingly never ending. Beginning with early visions in the 1990’s, this high speed rail system had planned to remove cars from the roadways thereby relieving congestion.

With $9.95 billion in bonds sold in 2008, this pipe dream was well underway to becoming a reality.

Officially breaking ground in 2015, the section between Bakersfield and Merced, seemed like the easiest place to start. “The goal was to complete this segment first and then connect to the more populace areas,” according to brilliantmaps.com. That was ten-years ago, for your information.

This lofty project was expected to be complete by 2020, but the timeline has now reached beyond 2030. Financial issues have also plagued the project. “Originally projected to cost $33 billion,” brilliantmaps.com continues, “the project’s estimated cost has ballooned to over $128 billion. As a result, the funding shortfalls have become a significant obstacle. The federal government initially provided some support through stimulus funding during the Obama administration.”

Gubernor Newsom has arrived at a place where he, as well as his CHSRP, must explain where all those billions and billions of tax dollars went over the last 17-years. The bigger mystery is where the additional $95,000,000,000 will go. However, the biggest enigma is what are all those 14,500-construction people doing? Something to ponder.

California is proud to declare itself a state in which a resident needs a vehicle to travel. Widespread, Los Angeles itself is nearly impossible to navigate without a car, thereby demanding more wider roads, which create more pollution, necessitating additional traffic enforcement, besides vehicle registrations and inspections – all of which demand additional citizen’s taxes, handled by an obese bureaucracy.

Leading this charge, Gubernor Newsom fancies himself as frugal, when in fact, he is a spendthrift. Showing little regard for taxpayers, residents, drivers, and consumers, Newsom has been attempting to use this as one of his résumé items for 2028 presidential bid.

It’s too bad he’s desperately reaching backward into 1865 for tomorrow’s answers; not the brilliance for which one would hope in a leader.

His 2024 visit to The White House appeared to signal his own intention to run for the highest office. Seemingly measuring the Oval Office for new drapes, Newsom remained tight-lipped when asked speculative questions concerning this clear perusal of his future Washington, D.C. residence.

Pretending to not know of what reporters are referring, Newsom, to this day, has been making ‘presidential-like’ statements regarding current President Donald Trump’s behavior and actions concerning day-to-day operations. His scowl, complimented by his furrowed brow is a dead giveaway when determining if his audition is, indeed, authentic.

With poor decisions dangling from his neck much like cheap jewelry, Gubernor Newsom has been ignoring those faux pas collected akin to cheesy Mardi Gras beads. Wildfires, riotous protests, anti-Semitic rallies, transgender (Title IX) sports issues, illegal alien invaders, his environmental debacle, accompanied by outrageous and punitive tax policies, have all been gleefully explained away as “progress.”

Newsom apparently feels as though there’s a secret reset button that he’s able to push that will effectively erase all his past sins.

Sniffing out media cameras and microphones better than a bloodhound, Newsom seems to enjoy any and all havoc he creates in the name of forward thinking.

Unfortunately, all this forward thinking doesn’t include a Venn Diagram that encompasses from where all his stellar policies and dictums funding will come.

As with many – maybe most – guvment projects, funding monies be damned. The populace is seen as a giant cash cow to create a facade that rarely can be called a success without politicians and other guvment honchos digging into the wallet pockets of constituents.

If Gubernor Newsom wants to sit at America’s helm, he will need to quickly learn that our nation is not hankering for another spend-then-tax the populace. Based on his political track record, he doesn’t have a clue about budgets, much less constituents.

It’s time to send him into the private sector for a taste of how a real job works.

Promises, Promises

 

  Once again America is divided because of news. Unfortunately, this time around it is not fake news.

Parsing out and subsequently digesting this ‘new news’ has become rather laborious what with all the goings-on in the world and individuals’ private lives. As such, news consumers have resorted to finding means by which to expedite their news feeds, one of which being the internet.

Loaded chock full of eager advertisers trying to sell their wares to anyone, anywhere, has created a medium that rudely interrupts “normal” web surfing. Pop-ups blaze across the screen to not only antagonize but also disrupt any attempt to get to the core of a particular search.

Throughout its short existence, the internet had become a mixed hotbed of news-agency propaganda besides distractions in the form of those pesky pop-ups. As an aside, most of those pop-ups are titillating to the point of ‘train wreck’ status.

We’ve all been there: Driving down the highway when traffic comes to an abrupt stop. Flashing lights, wailing emergency vehicle sirens, tow trucks, citizens standing roadside weeping and often covered in blood, draws enough attention to make you want to look – like it or not. We must witness the train wreck.

Akin to the roadside train wreck is something generated by brief those hokey news briefs I call “click bait.”

Click bait is an enticement to divert your attention away from what you were doing, causing you to focus attention elsewhere. They begin with sensational headlines such as “Pope interviews space alien,” or “Donald Trump cheated with golf partner.”

Of course, the Pope story is about Jimmy Pope from the Bronx who is a heavy LSD user, while the Trump story misleads by omitting his golf partner actually gave him a Mulligan. Neither of these click baits were honest or informational. But they made you look.

Which is where we find ourselves less than several weeks after the New York City (NYC) Democratic Mayoral primary race. We couldn’t avoid the hoopla which was an exposé of showcasing failed New York State (NYS) governor Andrew Cuomo, along with a relatively newcomer named Zohran Mamdani.

Being a long-time governor spending ten-years in office, Cuomo has proven himself to be a genuine sleaze bag, especially during the COVID-19 pandemic, when he ordered nursing homes to admit patients from hospitals without testing them for COVID-19. He was blamed for a large number of those nursing home deaths.

Mamdani’s, appearance on the Democratic ticket generated a considerable amount of interest and enthusiasm. Being a relatively newcomer – he’s been representing the 36^th district in NYS since 2021. He’s also a member of the Democratic Party and the Democratic Socialists of America. And proud of it.

With the aid of another Socialistic-leaning Congressional Representative, Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez, 33-year-old Mamdani seemingly coasted to a wide-margin victory over Cuomo.

Immediately thereafter, the hoopla began to resonate across the media. Wearing an insincere smile, Mamdani continued to make the rounds while spouting his brilliant plan for “fairness,” and “equity.”

It all sounded so good to the downtrodden and spiteful New Yorkers who suddenly demanded a pound of flesh from smart investors plus business owner, alike. Take no prisoners!

Forgetting who was feeding them, those under educated voters could easily see lots of freebies in their future.

Promises of free bus rides, free subway trips, free cell phones, free food from city-owned and operated grocery stores, as well as free clinics, we on the tongues of every financial analyst and news pundit in America. This was revolutionary. REVOLUTIONARY!

Similar to attracting flies to poop, Mamdani was drawing larger and larger crowds of admirers and well-wishers on his trek to Gracie Mansion, following every spoken word. But from whence will the money for all the newly incurred bills come?

I’m glad you asked.

Evidently, Mr. Mamdani has this vision of taxing the “wealthy” for their fair share. It appears as though the actual numbers that separate the rich from the poor remain somewhat nebulous to our new Democratic shooting star. All we need to know is that a Mayor Mamdani will conjure up a clear number after his election.

Of course, that will be much too late to put the proverbial genie back into the lamp. Not to worry, though, as something desperate needs to be done to help the NYC underclass in such dire times.

He’s mentioned he will aim at stopping the current Commander-in-Chief, President Donald J. Trump, inasmuch as President Trump has been unfairly targeting needy illegal immigrants in America’s throes. Mamdani is angry that America’s resources, innovation, and subsequent wealth are too precious to waste on Americans.

Currently bragging about his socialist tendencies, Mamdani mentioned his brilliant programs that would spread his generosity would have to be likely confiscated from those not sharing his benevolence.

For the record, socialism is term used to describe an economic system that advocates a system of shared ownership and wealth equity. Communism, on the other hand, is similar to socialism, however communism receives its monies and holdings from state confiscation.

As is evident, socialism is nothing but communism light. Confiscation without guns...socialism for all!

Former PM Margaret Thatcher

Margaret Thatcher, the former Prime Minister of the United Kingdom, once said, “The problem with socialism is that you eventually run out of other people’s money.” That pretty well sums up the situation in which Zohran Mamdani hopes America’s NYC will head.

This sleazy tactic is very, very similar to one used in 1930’s Germany. A political newcomer from Austria felt Germany was in need of a more robust economy that would help most German people. With Jewish, homosexuals, and anti-National Socialist Party citizens serving as scapegoats, Adolph Hitler turned that nation against his perceived enemies to drive Germany into a world war. It should be noted that his newly contrived National Socialist Party – NAZI, for short – is nothing like what our modern media is comparing to President Trump.

This razzle dazzle plunged the world into desperation, poverty, mayhem, with international divisions felt to this day.

These wacky ideas from such immigrant transplants such as Mamdani should not be ignored, but rather heeded to prevent such dangerously stupid ideas from being implemented.

To prevent this derailing of America – this step having its inception at a low level – must be stomped out with education and an historic perspective.

Mamdani is not a clown. He is a dangerous threat that will turn the minds of ignorant, complacent Americans into slaves for his grandiose hare-brained idea of changing NYC into a socialist-run entity.

Rewriting History

 

  People have been subject to the proverbial wool being pulled over their eyes for so long that the truth now seems nonexistent.

Let’s play a game.

If I handed you an egg, then asked you tell me what your thoughts are, you would likely have a paragraph or two as an answer. Descriptive words could include cold, white, ovoid shaped, and no odor.

Should you drop that egg on the ground, I dare say your description might be totally different. Now words such as gooey, slimy, room temperature, fragile, odiferous, kind of clear and yellow in color, and fragile, would change the narrative.

Still, another time and yet another egg would probably result in a description altogether different of cracked with something firm inside, chilly, white in color – both inside and out, as well as semi-fragile.

All those scenarios are both correct and incorrect depending on who is looking at a specific egg, and the condition in which it was given to you. Raw, uncooked, refrigerated, boiled, are all factors in what you experienced with the egg, as well as any bias you incorporate therein.

Personally, I like eggs. A professional TV chef named Guy Fieri, who has seemingly countless shows about food, hates eggs, in any way, shape, or form. I would wager Mr. Fieri would vomit coat hangers if he was included in our little game. But I digress.

As is evidenced, we can all look at something – real or imaginary – and contrive our own description. And just because it is what you see and feel does not equate to what others see and feel.

The former Soviet Union was comprised of varying nations divided up into half-countries following World War II. That horrific war changed so much of the world and its views, for better or worse, with the effects still being felt 80-years later.

Controlled by communist dictators, the Soviet Union, along with its many unwilling inhabitants, was summarily ruled with an iron fist. In fact, it was so strict that fences were erected around its satellite nations to prevent residents for leaving.

To aid teaching their Neo-history to their school children, old texts, as well as period photos were incorporated into their modern versions of Soviet history books, museums, even songs.

Unfortunately, the Soviet rulers, along with history censors, were especially busy “modifying” their centuries of existence prior to their border realignment following the war. To accomplish this re-write the censors quietly airbrushed historical figures and places from photographs, plus associated captions in addition to text from old books, all to be forever lost.

This history rewrite effectively modified the truth about not only their past, but their future, too.

Something similar is being attempted throughout most of the world with newly enthroned dictators, and Leftist premiers and presidents, gleefully altering their own kingdoms with similar revisionist histories.

Every nation is subject to this alteration of past times for the benefit of creating a narrative that will be beneficial to the new comers that will also assist the dictators maintain control of their new domains.

And yes, the United States is not exempt. An earnest effort to modify and rewrite our history has been in the works for decades.

Using the public school system, in conjunction with prominent colleges and universities, the Leftist-infiltrated “education” system has been incorporating revised text books plus totally contrived lesson plans for use in altering the minds and hearts of many Americans.

Beginning decades ago, those elementary lessons were changed to blame historic figures and their notable historic accomplishments for each and every ill that exists in the modern world.

Citing Christopher Columbus for invading North America, thereby bringing ‘white man’s disease” to kill American Indians, began the crusade to erase our history. Such outright lies are now politely referred to as “propaganda,” except by the claimant using terms such as “the truth.”

Since that ‘dip of the toe in the water’ to test for temperature, it was discovered Americans were eager for a change – real or imagined.

Today, causes of everything from diseases to floods, hurricanes to forest fires, have been attributed to not only America and American inhabitants, but “white Americans,” specifically.

With a lack of candor, a direct line was drawn from “racist America” to ills of foreign nations, all taught in schools as an umbrella to multiculturalism. Getting the populace to believe their woes were attributable to racism, a tribalisitic theme was begun in elementary schools, and eventually continued through the college level.

Dividing our nation was approaching completeness when indignant underachievers found new careers as professional race hustlers. Penning fictitious books, articles, making movies, and sniffing out television cameras plus microphones, only encouraged these phonies to continue their quest toward division.

Integrating this giant misdirection of facts into daily life of all Americans, a confidence game called “Diversity, Equity, and Inclusion,” abbreviated as DEI, gave this scam legs for a continued immersion long after scholastic times, thus ensuring a reinforced method of brainwashing, along with division.

Breaking down each DEI letter would take days, but suffice it to say, they are not what they appear to mean to those consumers of new, trendy societal trials. Diversity means hiring based not on knowledge, skills and abilities, but on race, sex, even religion.

Equity is the fun word of this trio that uses measurements from when we begin our professional lives. If you are an engineer, you began your career years prior – while in school – to securing a lucrative position designing and developing everything from sneakers to cars to computers and rockets.

The theory behind equity is that too many straight white folks are already performing in jobs that eager minorities desire. Unfortunately, those yens can’t be quenched without an edge that will allow these wannabes an advantage. Rather than simply firing the seasoned straight white folks, they are expected to serve as tutors to the newcomers. Eventually, though, those newcomers will become bosses and managers without true knowledge, skills, or abilities.

While this may seem fair, under certain circumstances, it is. Designing a wooden pencil or a whistle is not necessarily critical to the world, but in the field of medicine, aeronautics, and research and development, it is.

Pro-DEI Representative Jasmine Crockett

One new loud voice from Congress is from Representative Jasmine Crockett, (D) Texas. She is only one of the proponents of DEI and is losing her mind because of President Trump’s saner policies. She has been making the TV talk show rounds accusing Trump of having a failing cranium. Evidently this champion of filling jobs with under qualified workers has never met former President Joseph Biden.

Several hospitals were overly enthusiastic about hiring personnel as doctors and clinicians via DEI programs to overcome their definition of “racism.” This zealous move toward more “fairness” to those being held back because of perceived racism, sexism, xenophobia, and misogyny fortunately hit the brakes.

And just like in the egg game, reality is in the eye of the beholder; we each see things differently, where all egg experiences are correct while simultaneously being wrong.

Each time, following several surgeries, I never once wondered what race, sex, or religion my doctors and attending nurses were. And to this day, I could also not care less.

But to some underachievers and whiny malcontents, jumping to the front of the proverbial line is critical to justness. It is not.

This exercise is an effort to rewrite history – history for which Americans fought so ardently: the Civil Rights Act of 1964. Prohibiting discrimination, by any other name, became law 61-years ago.

It’s about time we follow the “Rule of Law.”

Race to Nowhere

 

  As the title implies, something is amiss when those words are put together. A race is something in which people usually compete to win during a competition. Those folks could be running, driving, swimming, even knitting, vying to see who will be deemed the winner by finishing first.

Just imagine being a spectator at one of these races – excited to cheer for your favorite competitor only to be disappointed at the pace and scale of the contest itself. To make and keep these rivalries fair while being interesting for the fans, the weakest of competitors are often weeded out prior to the actual race.

Unfortunately, these excisions are not necessarily done with efficiency when talking about race participants in political arenas.

In fair political races, the people are able to go to the polls where they are then permitted to vote for, and oftentimes elect, their favorite candidate competitor. However, that’s not always the case.

With the ‘dumbing-down’ of America over the past few decades, many of the voters have had their brains excised to see, hear, and believe whatever they are told via mass media along with the press.

People have become lazy – too lazy to research their candidates – to make an educated and informed decision as to whether their votes will go to the best in the race. And that is troubling. And with campaigns such as Get Out the Vote, the suggestion is to simply vote without thought or consequence.

With the press lying to the voters regarding everything from obtaining a flu vaccine to casting a ballot for a department store mannequin, those educated and informed decisions literally dissolved right before their eyes.

A lifelong guvment employee – Joseph Robinette Biden – was summarily elected to the lofty position of president in 2020, defeating a one-term presidential rival Donald J. Trump, in an electoral race that appeared to be rigged in favor of Biden.

Using sleazy tactics like lying, fabricating facts, distorting the truth, besides filing one lawsuit after another to have rival Trump removed from the ballot, or incarcerated for trumped-up charges, Biden slid into office to quickly unwind all noble accomplishments implemented by President Trump.

This was clearly a Democrat exercise to discipline candidate Trump for defeating his 2016 lame opponent, Hillary R. Clinton. Clinton ran her part of that race from a van, and surrounded by aides toting ropes to keep the common folk far away from Queen Hillary.

Regularly hurried away from public meet-and-greet activities, the commoners were not allowed to approach or speak to Her Highness, thereby isolating her from agog, fawning constituents. Clearly her stellar plan didn’t work as she had hoped since her quest for presidential power failed badly.

It was 2024 when the next and last presidential race was held, and Biden – who plainly demonstrated he was incapable of caring for an avocado, much less a nation in which he begged an estimated 12 million invaders to enter, proved it was time for a change in the Democrat race lineup.

While the fawning press who carried Biden around the world for four years in a sedan chair, realized their favorite race participant was too incompetent to continue through his re-election campaign, the press began scrambling to find a viable replacement for El Jefé Biden.

The obvious choice was his hand-selected, four-year vice president, Kamala Harris. For the record, she was chosen because she met all the qualifications: black and female. No lie.

During her abbreviated presidential run, Harris selected an equally qualified vice presidential candidate for her race, a Tube Man.

In the event you’re unfamiliar to the term Tube Man, you’ve likely seen one outside a barber shop, car dealership, or new restaurant. They’re those inflatable things resembling a flexible, oversized drinking straw. With the benefit of an air pump, they flail and dance, waving their nylon arms to attract attention. They look really goofy, but garner attention.

A Tim Walz impersonator

Minnesota Gubenor Timothy Walz seemed to fill the bill for which Harris was so desperately searching as a quality running mate. Walz made quite an impression on the nation during the St. George Floyd riots in mid-2020. During those riotous weeks, Walz pretended the social misfits, fascists, miscreants, and black racists were expected to exact a form of justice through destruction of municipal and private property.

He further proudly began a very public critique of the Trump-Vance team. Pointing out their shortcomings Walz demonstrated his inability to grasp basic ideas of civility along with making the nation more cohesive.

Needless to say, Walz and Harris soon discovered the unemployment line following their miserable defeat during their historic run. Of course, they both set out to discredit and immediately blame the voting populace for their pathetic showing.

Not unlike a similar tirade from St. Hillary, Stacey Abrams, plus Al Gore, who all lost their political bids, the Harris/Walz dream team began their ‘We lost because of [you fill in the blank] tour.’

Not being their fault that they were smarter than those who failed to vote for them, Harris and Walz were quick to point out their incredible intellect while attempting to convey their message to such a stupid voting bloc.

In fact, Walz just complained about our 47^th president, Donald Trump, who is ardently returning America back to a sense of normalcy. Walz, carping that China – the nation that enjoys slave labor from its Uygur population, as well as a criticism from a 2025 UN rights report – is his personal favorite example of a nation to be held up as a model for the United States.

Not to be outdone, California Gubenor Gavin Newsom has been nudging his own way into the 2028 Presidential Elections, as he likely sees an opening. Along with Newsom are failed Gubenors JB Pritzker, Kathy Hochul, Gretchen Whitmer, as well as Hillary Clinton, plus the aforementioned Kamala Harris along with Tube Man. Alas.

Perpetually wondering why they are not reaching the political acme they so desire, they all fail to realize that the voters are not necessarily as stupid as this gaggle of geniuses have come to believe.

With college campus officials turning blind eyes to movements to exterminate the entire Jewish race, black-clad fascists burning cities and wreaking havoc in city streets, besides organized and well-funded terroristic activities being apparently sanctioned by these Democrats, has driven a giant wedge between the sane and insane.

Continually parading about television cameras, these anti-American gladiators have been willingly joined by state and federal congress clowns and senators, alike, all in an attempt to appear superior to conservatives and pro-Trump supporters. Using slurs while sporting smirks and grimaces, these malcontents couldn’t to more damage if they tried.

Remember that giant wedge? That is the result of the infamous “Rule of law” we’ve nauseatingly heard about for years from the self-righteous Dems. To be exact, created, out of whole cloth, sanctuary cities were born as a way to allow – rather encourage – foreigners unfettered access to our once-sovereign nation.

Way back when, the world was stricken with something called the COVID-19 flu. That disease was defined and re-defined repeatedly. If American citizens didn’t cover their faces with masks, stand six-feet apart, or acquire vaccinations, they were subject to arrest. Period.

Military personnel as well as police and other first responders were subject to immediate termination if they failed to follow rules about getting “the shot.”

Fortunately, the 12,000,000 illegal immigrant invaders were not subject to those same rules. Neither were they vaccinated for other diseases and medical issues children attending schools were forced to get. Hardly the rule of law that suddenly didn’t apply to a favored status class of people.

Hiding behind the cloak of fairness, the aforementioned gubenors and congress clowns have been continually helping our illegal alien invaders literally escape justice, while promoting the value those lawbreakers bring to our country.

There you have it. After years of ignoring you and your pleas to help our populace, those same greasy critters who have been pooping in your hat are now readying for a run in the 2028 presidential race. And now they need and want your vote.

They have been and continue to feign deafness when you speak. It’s high time Newsom, Pritzker, Hochul, Whitmer, Hillary Clinton, Walz, and Harris find real jobs in the private sector, thus ending their perpetual race to nowhere.

They’ll be really, really surprised how tough it is to work for a living rather than simply lying and pandering.