Pesky Legalities

 

  In the throes of dealing with the perpetually stupid, more than half of our country finds itself still trying to reconcile our seemingly hopeless illegal alien imposition.

Created by anointed guvment anti-sovereignty infidels under the Joseph Robinette Biden administration, an invasion comprised of reprobates from nations world-wide poured over our once-sacred borders – with impunity – to wreak havoc throughout the hearts and souls of America.

In concert with Blue State gubenors and mayors, along with the complicit media, we were summarily introduced to a form of make believe ‘reality.’ This indoctrination was magically injected into everyday language by stretching Peter Mark Roget’s Thesaurus in ways previously unimaginable.

By referring to illegal aliens as undocumented guests, the homeless as unhoused, black and brown individuals as people of color, and drug users as pharmaceutically challenged, our once-reliable English language was being modified right before our eyes to fit an icky agenda to contort the facts.

Begun decades earlier, the dictionary has been subject to erasure in order to fit agendas as a means of preventing debates, as well as neatly fitting square pegs into round holes. Adamantly claiming “no one is illegal,” editing titles to falsely reflect trespassing miscreants as “undocumented visitors” provided a means to an end.

Casting a wearisome tone to related conversations, changing the words also effectively changed the narratives. Suddenly, if a person was an undocumented visitor, they seemed to have a newfound air of credibility. With that credibility also came additional benefits.

Freebies likened to a form of a winning lottery jackpot were showered on these encroachers by benevolent politicians who so enjoyed their turns at the helm they discovered that it was necessary to create a permanent needy group of ignorant citizens, thereby reaping the underclass vote in perpetuity.

Pretty neat, eh?

All that was required was to accomplish this brilliant grift was to afford themselves sanctuary status. As if by magic, one-by-one, cities and states nationwide modified their standing with the federal guvment as now being exempt from federal rules and regulations for the sake of providing safe areas free from legal actions and authority.

Two important haters with an axe against
President Trump, to grind

In other words: Take a hike, Mr. Trump; you’re not our president.

All the while, those self-important politicians from both sides of the aisle decided they were exempt from any and all rules and laws because - well, just because they can.

As such, these political thieves realized, throughout the decades, that they were largely exempt from being held liable for their discretions all in the name of fairness. Unfortunately, that fairness abruptly ended at the steps of the House of Representatives as well as the Senate. As that classic line from Seinfeld went, “No soup for you!”

It seems as though that aforementioned soup comes in many forms when it is being served by our anointed elected schemers. Regularly exempting themselves from mandates in life to which we peons are subject, those politicos receive many lucrative benefits that would make a king blush.

Movie and television personalities; local prosecutors; along with federal, state, and local pols, are regularly seen as far more important than the rest of society to be subject to the rules of civil society.

For example, name calling appears to be a new past time for most of American Leftists. Included in this specialized category of retards are television “news” hosts and pundits. Once thought to be an exaggeration of ‘must-see,’ made-for-TV sensationalism, such raucousness has become commonplace in our once polite society.

Names referring to horrific historical murderers are bandied about with regularity, although without substance. Denigrating entire swaths of people – such as the Jewish race – is embraced with glee without a trace of remorse or consequence.

Vilifying white men for other perceived injudicial sleights has become popular, as has bemoaning white women who are viewed as enemies of societal fairness. Such slurs are employed to demean those who rightly and justifiably earned their places in domestic and corporate America.

Instead, the Lefties – both the lawmakers and cheerleaders alike – have been on a successful campaign to drive a solid wedge between the sane and insane in our fragile culture.

Politicians, such a former vice-presidential candidate Tim Walz, has promised to wage war on those members of America who do not believe men cannot have babies, and those who feel the male and female sexes are different from one another. Go figure.

Still, similar thinking legislators on the federal, state, and local levels have been ardently pushing to continue the misguided approach to permit men to compete against women in sports.

(As an aside: a decade, or so, ago, we were told women in the military were not to be allowed to fight in a war if they were pregnant. During the Kuwait and Iraq wars, many, many female soldiers escaped battle status by becoming pregnant.)

Here’s some free information from a non-doctor and non-biologist: The sexes are NOT the same. FYI.

Yet here we are discussing the situation in which we find ourselves today. Driven by berserk political leaders to believe men are women, racism and misogyny are fine, public humiliation of duly elected public officials is justified, and allowing unvetted miscreants into our nation to degrade our lifestyle is not only accepted, but encouraged has led us into national purgatory.

Protecting law breakers in the form of unjustifiably released criminals from custody, in addition to illegal alien invaders, is not conducive to a safe and sane

We are currently awaiting legal machinations to rectify our derailing of our “rule of law” tenets. Under the color of those laws, we fully deserve a course re-correction to return us to lucidity.

If those corrections include trials, incarcerations, hefty fines, or impeachments, so be it. This road on which we’ve been traveling is quickly approaching a dead end. It’s time for a U-Turn.

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.