Everybody knew about Epstein

Who didn't kill himself, by the way.  Because not only did everybody know about Epstein, everybody was in on the action.

Cindy McCain, the widow of late Sen. John McCain, blasted authorities who were "afraid" to arrest convicted sex trafficker Jeffrey Epstein even though everyone "knew" what he was doing. 

"Epstein was hiding in plain sight," said Cindy McCain. "We all knew about him. We all knew what he was doing, but we had no one that was — no legal aspect that would go after him. They were afraid of him. For whatever reason, they were afraid of him." 

McCain's comments came after she was questioned by an attendee during her appearance at the State of the World 2020 conference in Florida.

Every.  Body.  Knew.  And everybody was neck deep in it, because our so-called "ruling class" are a bunch of amoral, depraved, power-hungry, corrupt pieces of shit.  Everybody knew about Epstein.  Everybody knew about Kennedy too, and they didn't do shit about him either.  Not his sexual assaults, not his philandering, not his collution with the USSR back in 1984, not a damn bit of it.  Because again, our so-called "ruling class" are a bunch of amoral, depraved, power-hungry, corrupt pieces of shit, who were more than happy to allow rich men to abuse women and children for their own political gain.

These are just the secrets that we know about.  Imagine what we haven't found out yet.

Oh, and if Cindy McCain knew, then John McCain knew, and he didn't do jack or shit about it.  Assuming his brain cancer allowed him to remember to tie his own shoes at that point.

Democrat media organs furiously masturbating over Adam Schiff

I'll wait while you stop vomiting from that mental image.

In any case, the usual suspects are using up a year's supply of KY and Astroglide over the bug-eyed pervert's turn at the podium.  I only wish I was kidding.  I think I could actually see Pissy Chrissy Matthews run that tingle up and down his leg while cranking his yank under the table.

Having actually watched some of said presentation by that pencil-necked sexual deviant, I can say that it's nothing but a whole lot of bullshit, and anyone who is impressed by it is mentally deficient and unable to be trusted with sharp objects.

The same people who orgasm every time that creepy liar's face shows on the telly are the same people who would never ever report about Adam Schiff's connection to the now-jailed pervert and drug addict, Ed Buck.  You know, the guy who had gay black men over for methamphetamine-fueled sex, where at least two men died?

Gosh, I wonder why Adam Schiff doesn't want any details of his multiple and extensive relationship with Ed Buck to come out?

Given that this all happens in California, and the chair of the LA Democrat Party is kinda deep into the pedo perv himself, don't expect anybody to clean this up from the inside.

I knew that Schiff had the Uncle Bad-Touch vibe, I just didn't know how deep into the filth he truly was.  The Democrat Media Complex are doing their best to make sure that none of this comes out.  Of course they are.  Wouldn't want their current love interest to actually be exposed as the creepy lyin pervert he is, would they?

Alexandria DonkeyChompers McBigtits opens her piehole once again

What an unbelievably stupid, ignorant, bitter woman.

She addressed a hypothetical "widget" billionaire in her remarks. 

"You didn't make those widgets, did you? Because you employed thousands of people and paid them less than a living wage to make those widgets for you," Ocasio-Cortez said. "You didn't make those widgets. You sat on a couch while thousands of people were paid modern-day slave wages, and in some cases real modern-day slavery."

I just want to point out that this unbelievably ignorant Marxist moron has a "degree" in "economics" from Boston College.  This woman can't tie her own shoelaces together without instruction, people.  If that doesn't show you the devaluation of a fancy degree, I don't know what does.  There's not a single business owner out there who's just sitting on a couch counting their money while other people make their widgets.  And if Alexandria DonkeyChompers McBigtits wasn't such a blithering idiot Marxist, she might know that.

Or even worse, maybe she does know that, but she's blatantly lying for political gain.  Which makes her an even worse kind of communist.  The kind that needs to be given a free helicopter ride.

One big party of sin, filth, and corruption

Via Ann Barnhardt, and with her urging, I link to this post that connects a lot of pedophile dots within the so-called "leadership" of the Catholic Church and antipope Jorge Bergolio.  Do feel free to read it all if you're Catholic.  But I want to highlight this last little bit:

September 12^th Pope Francis issued a statement inviting world leaders and young people to gather at the Vatican on May 14, 2020, for an event called “Reinventing the Global Educational Alliance.” He stated that “a global educational pact is needed to educate us in universal solidarity and a new humanism.”

HUMANISM?

Humanism is antithetical to Catholic doctrine, folks.  More evidence that antipope Bergolio doesn't actually believe a word of the faith he professes to lead.

Pray for Pope Benedict XVI, the real Pope.

Shampeachment debacle

Whomever on the Democrat side thought it would be a good idea for Pencil-Neck Schiff for Brains and Nadler the Hutt to be the Democrat spokespeople, thank you.

I can't think to two more grotesque parodies of humanity to put on TV.  Did Trump pay you to do this?

Or maybe you think the creepy, bug-eyed Uncle Badtouch persona would play outside of Hollywood?

Well, that didn't work

So the Mrs. is putting more meat in our diet because of the results of a blood test that showed she needed more iron and vitamin D.  We're trying out organ meats.  We used beef heart in chili, and that worked out really well.  Tonight was liver.

Liver and onions.  We'd never had it before, and we asked "How bad could it be?"

Pretty damn bad, actually.  No bueno.

So next we're going to try to grind it up and mix it with ground beef to make burgers.  We're trying to figure out how to get the nutrients without just eating it straight.

My dad loves liver and onions.  Apparently that's not exactly genetic.

How 'bout you put the fucking fork down, lady?

Another gravitationaly-challenged porker squeals about how unfair it is that people judge her on her weight.  (link goes to David Thompson's blog)

Fat academics need to be more vocal in calls for increased structural accessibility such as larger desks or substitutions for tables and chairs, greater ease in access to elevators, and more. Yet in addition to structural changes that campuses could make to help people of size be more comfortable -- such as providing larger bathrooms, chairs without arms and larger auditorium seating -- we need to discuss more techniques to combat stigma within classrooms.

Nope.  With the exception of people who have a medical condition (thyroid, cancer, etc), the problem with people being fat is themselves.  And if you're fat, and you're offended, I'm not sorry.  I have to maintain a certain weight and body fat percentage to stay in the Army.  I have to work every day to make sure I'm eating right, and working out, so that I maintain my fitness even though I'm stuck behind a desk doing fuck-all for physical exertion ten to twelve hours a day.  It takes self control to not eat ice cream every night.  We just don't buy it.  We don't bring it in to the house.  It takes self control to cook your own food instead of eating processed crap every day.  Again, we just don't buy the crap or bring it in to the house, which forces us to cook real food.  Yes, it takes effort.  It's what we used to call "being an adult".

What this academic wants is for people to applaud her complete and total lack of self control while she stuffs her face with all the things that makes her fat.  That's like a slut demanding that people applaud their genital warts.  "LOOK AT MEEEEEEEEEEEE!  MY INABILITY TO CONTROL MYSELF HAS GIVEN ME A MEDICAL CONDITION AND MULTIPLE DISEASES!  YOU MUST WORSHIP ME NOW!"

To hell with that crap.  Nobody admires a 400 pound blob for their fatness, and nobody should do so.  If Jabba the grad student wants approval for something, maybe she should take the time to lose the weight and show the world that she can actually control herself.  Otherwise, piss off.

Crap like this is why I take college classes online.  If I had to sit in a class being lectured by a feminazi land-whale, I'd be kicked out of school faster than this sow gobbles down a triple cheeseburger with bacon.  She doesn't need acceptance.  She needs to put her fork down.

Look, we all pack on a few pounds here or there, but if you have to clean between the folds of flab, you're a fattie.  If your blood type could be "Jello Pudding", you're a fattie.  If you have to reach around the mound of flesh to wipe your own ass, you're a fattie.  And if you have to get special chairs and desks made to accommodate your bulk, you're a fattie.

Put down the fork.  Step away from the fork, and the spoon.  Eat a salad, without the quart of ranch dressing.  Hell, put down the ranch dressing because most of them are made with absolute crap.  Cook real food that you bought at the supermarket.  Learn how to cook healthy.  Don't know how?  Try looking it up on your smart phone, which even people on welfare have, and which can get you access to the ENTIRETY OF THE WORLD'S KNOWLEDGE IN FIVE SECONDS.

But don't ask me to applaud you while you waddle your quarter-ton ass to your specially reinforced chair.  Ain't gonna happen.

Things can go to hell in twenty years

Just take a look at National Review.  At this point, they've gone from being a freedom-defending publication, to having to be scolded for implying that Jews are responsible for Antisemitism.

Seriously, I used to keep old stacks of National Review in my house so that I could bone up on any topic that I was going to have to argue about with my co-workers.  Now?  I wouldn't take a copy of NR if you paid me to do so.  I knew their boat was sinking when my dad, who had subscribed to NR from the beginning, said he was dropping his subscription.  He couldn't handle their whiny soiboi anti-Trump-all-the-time bullshit. 

He's also ditched his Forbes subscription.  We've gone from having Thomas Sowell on a monthly basis to liberal Democrats extolling the virtues of socialism in every episode.  Dad used to read it religiously, as he was an investor for decades.  Stocks, bonds, real estate, you name it and dad probably invested in it.  And a couple of years ago he decided that he didn't need to be preached to by some snot-nosed know-nothing kid with a fancy degree and no experience what so ever in anything resembling the real world, which is pretty much the entire slate of Forbes writers these days, with an exception here or there.

It doesn't take long, once you stop defending civilization, for the Morlocks to take over.  They've taken over NR, they've taken over Forbes.  Hell, they've taken over vast swathes of our government because they were installed there by the proto-morlocks of the 60's and 70's.  The freedom we had in this country is essentially gone.  No kids today are going to remember riding in the back of pick-up trucks.  Hell, parents are getting visits from the police for the crime of letting their children walk to school alone.  The safety nazis of today would shit a brick if they saw what my brother and I used to do when we were kids.  I was six, he was nine, we lived in a suburb, we had bicycles, and mom would shoo us out the door in the morning.  We'd come back when we were hungry, and she'd shoo us out the door again.  Figure that for the sixteen waking hours we had, we were indoors for maybe three of them.

Unless they're growing up in the country, away from the cities and Morlock nests they contain, most kids can't even comprehend growing up the way my generation did.  And that is how a civilization dies.

Lazy Day

The smoked sausages are awesome.  Mesquite goes quite well with game meats. 

I can't say I've done much at all today.  In fact, I've stayed off the computer for the majority of the day. 

See you tomorrow.