Don't know if I did nor not. Anyways, short Irish guy. Born and raised in South Dakota, where my great-grandfather had settled after his stint of being press-ganged into the Cavalry. And when I say "short", I mean 5'1". He coulda been a Hobbit, only with less hair.
Too short to join the Army. Too short to join the Marines. The only branch of the military that would have him was the Navy, and only for a few jobs that didn't require the person to work vertically. So Grandpa pulled and closed the charging plate on the guns; guns load, close plate, guns fire, open plate, clean out chamber, repeat.
It destroyed his knees. It destroyed his back. It destroyed his eardrums. But he did it for four years in the Pacific Ocean. A good Catholic man, he kept his rosary with him at all times. I have the crucifix from that rosary. The rest of the rosary fell apart decades ago, so I put it on a new rosary. Just a simple cord with knots for "beads", and a crucifix that my grandfather had during his years in the Navy. Fighting the Japanese. Because they blew the ever-living hell out of Pearl Harbor on December 7th, 1941. Today, 72 years ago.
Evil can walk the earth. Entire societies and countries have gone bat-shit crazy. Good men have to fight back, and those who forget these simple facts will either perish, or live as slaves.
You can have peace. Or you can have freedom. Don't ever count on having both at once. - Robert A. Heinlein -
Saturday, December 07, 2013
Friday, December 06, 2013
The Ultimate Nanny State
Bill Whittle once again lays Kalifornia to the bone. And since I'm currently one-third through my nightmare of a tour here in Los Diablos, formerly the City of the Queen of the Angels, I can only say that he's not telling you half of it.
This state is in the full control of people who get sexual pleasure off of telling you what you can or cannot do. Unless you happen to be in one of the politically protected classes, in which case you can do whatever you want until the evidence against you gets so large that they can't hide you anymore. Kind of like the California Teacher who spoon-fed children in his class cookies that he had laced with his own semen.
Whatever horrible things you've heard about Kalifornia, double it. The California Teachers Association was fighting to keep that pervert in the classroom until the bitter end, even after there was evidence proving that he was feeding children his semen in cookies.
I want you to read that last sentence again. THAT is Kalifornia in a nutshell.
This state is in the full control of people who get sexual pleasure off of telling you what you can or cannot do. Unless you happen to be in one of the politically protected classes, in which case you can do whatever you want until the evidence against you gets so large that they can't hide you anymore. Kind of like the California Teacher who spoon-fed children in his class cookies that he had laced with his own semen.
Whatever horrible things you've heard about Kalifornia, double it. The California Teachers Association was fighting to keep that pervert in the classroom until the bitter end, even after there was evidence proving that he was feeding children his semen in cookies.
I want you to read that last sentence again. THAT is Kalifornia in a nutshell.
Another lie in a litany of lies
So Obama, having sworn that he never met his uncle who likes to tie one on and get behind the wheel, lied.
I know! This is my shocked face!
I point this out not just to show how Obama the fucking liar once again lied, but just how compulsive and pathological a liar he is. When dear Uncle Omar got tossed in the pokey for drunken driving, it would have been the easiest thing in the world for Obama the damned liar to simply say "Yep, I lived with him for a month or two. Decades ago. I don't approve of drunk driving, and I don't do it. He screwed up."
Instead, he lied. Again. Over, and over, and over. Just as he lies about everything to everybody. Over and over and over.
He lies because he doesn't know how to tell the truth. He lies because it is WHAT HE DOES. He lies about little things. He lies about big things. He lies about everything.
Never forget that every word out of that fucking Nazi's mouth is a lie. Period.
I know! This is my shocked face!
I point this out not just to show how Obama the fucking liar once again lied, but just how compulsive and pathological a liar he is. When dear Uncle Omar got tossed in the pokey for drunken driving, it would have been the easiest thing in the world for Obama the damned liar to simply say "Yep, I lived with him for a month or two. Decades ago. I don't approve of drunk driving, and I don't do it. He screwed up."
Instead, he lied. Again. Over, and over, and over. Just as he lies about everything to everybody. Over and over and over.
He lies because he doesn't know how to tell the truth. He lies because it is WHAT HE DOES. He lies about little things. He lies about big things. He lies about everything.
Never forget that every word out of that fucking Nazi's mouth is a lie. Period.
Thursday, December 05, 2013
Frost Warning
That cold weather that's pushing down the West Coast has given the Los Angeles area a frost warning for tonight through tomorrow morning.
I has a happy face.
The colder it gets, the more the natives burrow into their holes and refuse to come out, which means traffic is lighter, running trails are less crowded, and I have less general stupidity to deal with. I really, REALLY wish it would snow here, as the resulting traffic accidents would probably kill almost a quarter of the population off in the first 12 hours.
A bad thing? Well, maybe.
I can actually enjoy the weather for a change, rather than broil in the hellish temps that normally occur around LA. I'm the guy out dancing in a tee-shirt and shorts. If you can find me.
I has a happy face.
The colder it gets, the more the natives burrow into their holes and refuse to come out, which means traffic is lighter, running trails are less crowded, and I have less general stupidity to deal with. I really, REALLY wish it would snow here, as the resulting traffic accidents would probably kill almost a quarter of the population off in the first 12 hours.
A bad thing? Well, maybe.
I can actually enjoy the weather for a change, rather than broil in the hellish temps that normally occur around LA. I'm the guy out dancing in a tee-shirt and shorts. If you can find me.
Wednesday, December 04, 2013
Martin Bashir gone from MSNBHeeHaw
So long, you commie fuck - I hope you wind up in a back alley sucking schlong for your rent money.
Oh, I'm sorry, was that mean? No more than wishing that someone would shit in Sarah Palin's mouth.
Oh, I'm sorry, was that mean? No more than wishing that someone would shit in Sarah Palin's mouth.
Tuesday, December 03, 2013
Let's call it what it is, shall we?
Leftism, in all of it's various forms, is ultimately Satanic.
Do please read the whole thing. The "activists" weren't just spray-painting the people who surrounded the cathedral - they were hitting them, spitting on them, drawing on their faces, and various other acts.
You need to watch the video. You have to see the hatred in the Leftist's faces with your own eyes. You have to see the hatred when they yell their chant and people who dare to pray......
"feminists and their males peers bellow[ing] noise and anti-Catholic slogans".... I couldn't make it all out, but prominent was the word "basura". Trash. These people aren't just anti-Catholic, they are anti-LIFE. They are anti-PRAYER. They are anti-GOD. They are Satanic, and they are backed by the Leftist government, just as they're backed by the Leftist US Government. Time to gird your loins, any believers out there: This is what the USA could experience sooner than you think.
A graphic video from Argentina is making the rounds of the Internet today showing violent protests with pro-abortion activists attacking pro-life people praying at a Catholic Church.
The abortion activists attempted to storm the Cathedral of San Juan Bautista (John the Baptist) in Argentina late last month.
Taken in San Juan de Cuyo, Argentina sometime between November 23 and 25, the video shows, as described on YouTube, “feminists and their male peers bellow[ing] noisy and anti-Catholic slogans drawing through the city. In retaliation, 1500 young Catholics formed a human shield around the Cathedral to prevent about 7000 antagonists from storming the Archdiocesan Church.”
The video shows topless women spray painting the people praying — in their faces and putting Nazi swastikas on their clothing.
Do please read the whole thing. The "activists" weren't just spray-painting the people who surrounded the cathedral - they were hitting them, spitting on them, drawing on their faces, and various other acts.
You need to watch the video. You have to see the hatred in the Leftist's faces with your own eyes. You have to see the hatred when they yell their chant and people who dare to pray......
"feminists and their males peers bellow[ing] noise and anti-Catholic slogans".... I couldn't make it all out, but prominent was the word "basura". Trash. These people aren't just anti-Catholic, they are anti-LIFE. They are anti-PRAYER. They are anti-GOD. They are Satanic, and they are backed by the Leftist government, just as they're backed by the Leftist US Government. Time to gird your loins, any believers out there: This is what the USA could experience sooner than you think.
Monday, December 02, 2013
Woman verbally attacked for showing off post-birth body
Some Norwegian soccer star's wife gave birth, and took a picture four days afterwards to prove she's still a smoking hottie.
That's her, and yep, she's a smoking hottie, despite just popping out a new Skandiwhovian kid. However, let's take a few things into perspective here, shall we?
Low body fat - she kept herself in shape throughout the pregnancy. She didn't sit back eating Bon-Bons and ice cream while making excuses that "I'm eating for two!" Yes you are, one adult and one baby, not two elephants. I guarantee that Mrs. Eriksen was eating healthy foods while pregnant, not Ho-Ho's, Ding Dongs, McDonald's, or any of the other processed crap food that people love to eat.
Muscles - she worked out while pregnant, unlike many modern folks who seem to think that any activity in any form will damage the baby, even though the luxury of NOT working while pregnant is only about 100 years old.
Genetics - she hit the lottery, but that wouldn't mean anything without points one and two above.
Bottom line? You want that body up there in that photo, you have to work for it. Hard work. Dedication. Day in and day out, never taking a day off, controlling what you put in your body and what you do with it. And most folks don't have that kind of dedication. I know I don't; if I didn't enjoy my food and wiskey so much, I'd have the body of Adonis. As it is, I'm fighting the battle of the bulge. Winning, slowly, but still fighting it. But I refuse to give up my bacon, or my pasta (I've cut back on that, but not given it up). I'm willing to bet that Mrs. Eriksen up there hasn't had a bite of pasta in years. So that she can look like that. And then she gets crap for it, by people who are too jealous of what she has to look at their own actions.
Bah. I need to run more.
That's her, and yep, she's a smoking hottie, despite just popping out a new Skandiwhovian kid. However, let's take a few things into perspective here, shall we?
Low body fat - she kept herself in shape throughout the pregnancy. She didn't sit back eating Bon-Bons and ice cream while making excuses that "I'm eating for two!" Yes you are, one adult and one baby, not two elephants. I guarantee that Mrs. Eriksen was eating healthy foods while pregnant, not Ho-Ho's, Ding Dongs, McDonald's, or any of the other processed crap food that people love to eat.
Muscles - she worked out while pregnant, unlike many modern folks who seem to think that any activity in any form will damage the baby, even though the luxury of NOT working while pregnant is only about 100 years old.
Genetics - she hit the lottery, but that wouldn't mean anything without points one and two above.
Bottom line? You want that body up there in that photo, you have to work for it. Hard work. Dedication. Day in and day out, never taking a day off, controlling what you put in your body and what you do with it. And most folks don't have that kind of dedication. I know I don't; if I didn't enjoy my food and wiskey so much, I'd have the body of Adonis. As it is, I'm fighting the battle of the bulge. Winning, slowly, but still fighting it. But I refuse to give up my bacon, or my pasta (I've cut back on that, but not given it up). I'm willing to bet that Mrs. Eriksen up there hasn't had a bite of pasta in years. So that she can look like that. And then she gets crap for it, by people who are too jealous of what she has to look at their own actions.
Bah. I need to run more.