Alec Baldwin killed a woman some two years back and has yet to face any consequences. Now you may want to claim it wasn’t murder but a form of manslaughter, but do you think in your own career or life you’d still be out walking the streets two years after pointing a loaded gun at someone, even unintentionally, pulling the trigger, and killing them?
It is absolutely ridiculous and a true sign of American privilege that he walks the streets a free man right now. It is an insult to us all that the justice department has found time to try to armorer who gave him the loaded gun guilty and placed in jail for her role in this fiasco, while Baldwin walks.
We need a return to sanity in this country where those on the Left clearly guilty of committing crimes actually face a trial to determine their guilt or innocence.
The pendulum has swing far and wide the wrong way.
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When I meet oldsters, and hey at 66 I know I am old, but I’m talking 75 year olds, I can’t help but wonder where they were during the Disco Days. From my perspective as a bartender in college during that era, I hated all things disco with a passion. Couldn’t dance a lick, couldn’t afford the clothing and new clothing styles, and couldn't afford the drink prices in those Disco Clubs. Hated all things Disco.
But for a while America lost its collective mind over it all. From my perspective in college the only benefit I saw from it all was the promiscuity. Everything else from the music, to the culture, to the drugs, was all completely ridiculous.
If you lived through Disco you can understand how they were able to lock us all down during Covid so easily. Anyone stupid enough to get into the Disco craze would be stupid enough to self-isolate and wear a mask in their own home.
I meet someone 75 now, I begin to listen to them speak, all I can think is, “were you one of those complete and utter idiots that wore a sequined dress, danced to that awful shit music, and got laid like flooring tile in a warehouse”?
Most people meet the elderly and have some reverence for them, some awe of the sweet old grandmother.
I was alive during Disco, I saw the behavior. Grandmother was no saint. And your grandfather was a drugged out mess Hell bent on chasing tail with a reckless abandon. Yes, your sweet mee-paw and pee-paw. No city was immune, every city had a version of “Studio 54”. I’m ashamed to say I had to go maybe three times to one of those awful places. But at the time, that is where the women were. Of course I stood out like a sore thumb, I didn’t own a pair of black slacks. Or shoes that looked like a black banana. And I certainly didn’t own a silk shirt you could unbutton to the naval. I took some measure of pride I didn’t have any Italian blood when I saw the inside of a Disco. No little horn necklaces for me. No necklaces at all.
The ones we all saw that took to the masking and lock downs the easiest? Yeah. If that was your grandparents they were the ones who succumbed to the siren’s song of Disco so easily. They were line dancing in green bell bottoms and not a button was buttoned on pee-paws shirt, gold chains swinging to the beat. Ask them.
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How are they actually going to get through the Summer months with Joe Biden as the Democrat nominee? The man is completely addled at this point. I watched a few of his latest videos where he is at a podium speaking. He makes no sense at all.
Last week he claimed cannibals ate his uncle. And no one was shocked, surprised, or worried. We have grown to expect such nonsense. From our President.
You on the Left who would actually vote for this man, you’ve lost it, you are in a cult, not a political party.
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Listen up. In the very near future and as a constant drum beat you will begin to see articles in all mainstream publications concerning the legitimacy of the Supreme Court. You will see articles justifying court packing. You will see article, after article attacking specific judges. You will see Clarence Thomas in particular singled out as a man who simply must be removed from the court by outside forces.
The Left is insidious. They are evil, they are a disease. They do not currently control the Supreme Court and it galls them. They cannot live in a world that they do not control completely. They have well funded individuals and groups whose sole mission it is to attack the conservative Supreme Court all day, every day. From “The Hill”, to “Politico”, to MSNBC, CNN, “WaPo”, “NYT”, look for the drum beat against the court to become loud, very loud.
The Left keeps coming, and coming, and coming until they get what they want. Doesn’t matter if it takes three generations.
The best example is the death penalty. They targeted that back in the 1920’s . It took practically sixty years to neuter the death penalty almost completely, but they have succeeded. It takes twenty years to execute a prisoner in the few states where the death penalty is still legal. For all intents and purposes they destroyed the law.
If they will wait sixty years to destroy a law with which they disagree, destroying the Supreme Court over the next Presidential cycle is child’s play for them.
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A woman on Tik Tok complains that her forehead tattoos, neck tattoos, nose and facial piercings have cost her a job at TJ Maxx. She complains that this is “unfair”, she doesn’t understand why they wouldn’t hire her. In her opinion she is qualified for the job at hand.
I don’t know about you but I am creeped out by people who deface themselves this way. There is a great bar near me, everyone loves their wings and bar food. Place is a locals hot spot.
Me? I won’t go near it. Last time there, first and only time there,, a bartender came over, neck tattoos, face piercings, eyebrow, cheek, nose, I didn’t know if I was in a bar or had somehow stumbled into the freak show at the circus. I lost my appetite for ordering anything as soon as I looked up and engaged her face. I wanted to gag. She looked disgusting. When did the circus freak show break out into the mainstream? Was I asleep?
I’m not sure this generation understands “forever”. In the same way the musicians of the 1960’s didn’t expect to ever see 70, and just ignored all warnings and drugged themselves into oblivion, leading to an Ozzie Osbourne walking around as a shell of a human today, these young overly-tattoo’d, overly pierced kids just haven’t factored in that this twenty-something decision to deface themselves won’t be too attractive at fifty. Not at all. A tattoo for the most part is “forever”. Think before you take the leap.
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And by the way, I fully understand there are rules on writing, once you use a numeric “10” you are supposed to keep that going through the piece al the way with that style, and not revert to “ten”, but this is my blog, I don’t like any rules, and therefore I’ll just type and write and ignore all convention. Capitalize this wrong, change up the numerics, write a run-on sentence.
I want to write conversationally, as if we are talking to each other. As if you can hear me saying it all, and see clearly in your mind’s eye a picture of what I am saying.
If, as in the last paragraph I violate some “rules of the written word”, I apologize. I was out in the hall during English class and never heard the lesson on proper writing and use of the English language. I’m no good at proper use of writing tools, the comma, and other devices.
I am a salesman with too many opinions and a strong desire to share and blurt them all out in written form. I want to create a dialogue where you can feel as if you aren’t alone in the world, you aren’t wrong, you aren’t crazy, you happen to be correct and in the silent majority and it is that cabal of overly educated idiots at the august “New York Times” who is wrong.
So am I so stupid and ill educated that I don’t know when I am switching tense incorrectly, or going back and forth from 70 to fifty? No, I am creating my own convention. My blog, my rules. Unless the august “NYT” comes along and hires me, then I pray they have an editor to correct all those mistakes.
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The story of a Secret Service officer on the Kamala Harris detail melting down at an Air Force Base is insane. The story says she was acting erratically and throwing maxi-pads at her superior officers. The article actually questions whether or not she was some DEI hire, unqualified to serve in such a role but pushed through to meet DEI requirements.
I know this, this isn’t my father’s Secret Service. Doesn’t sound like a woman who would “take a bullet” for our VP. The article makes her out to be “unhinged”.
I’d like to see the real story, but given that this is Washington, DC there is not a chance in Hell we ever get the real story. On her, her detail, the background, or anything about this case.
There was a day the best and brightest became agents. It was a holy calling. To protect those at the highest levels of our government, risk your own life to preserve “democracy”.
Of course we lost our “democracy” years, and years ago to the Oligarchy, Deep State, and Military Industrial Complex.
I guess it was inevitable we’d lose the kind of person we expected to represent the best and brightest in the Secret Service along with it.
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Our social compact hangs by thin threads. One need only to view “broken window” policing the see the vast difference between a law and order society, and our current chaos. Under “broken window” policing there is order, growth, and health. Under our current system we see more crime, filth, and degradation.
But at what point are you the “good citizen” who pays for items at CVS as shoplifters around you steal with a reckless abandon, and at what point are you the “chump”?
Standing in my local CVS recently and selecting a few items I wondered, why am I paying for this, why don’t I just walk out the front door, what exempts them from paying as I have to give away thirty dollars?
And I realized my Catholic upbringing, the wrath of my long deceased mother, and the usual Catholic guilt trip laying upon my shoulders meant I’d never just walk out and not pay for the items.
But I have to tell you, as I used the self-check out, I felt like a chump, not a champ.
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Why do we think carrot cake is healthy? As if it isn’t dessert, it is some healthy late menu option.
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Had to laugh the other evening, the wife and I go out to dine and she sees it is 1/2 price wine night. I have not been imbibing, I’ve cut way back on alcohol consumption in some effort to lose weight and be a better human. And she has cut back as well. But the siren’s song of a good deal was too much to ignore.
But what made me laugh is after just a cursory view of the selections my wife blurts out “give us a bottle of Joel Gott”.
Whaaa?
It is 1/2 off. You’re going to save fifteen dollars on a bottle of Joel Gott we can get at the grocery store on sale for twelve bucks?
I asked if the Silver Oak was included in this 1/2 off sale and the waitress said “of course”. So I changed up the order. Why not save sixty dollars instead of fifteen?
A nice patio, golf course view, beautiful weather, nice light breeze. And a really good bottle of smooth cabernet for less than we could buy it at the store. Life is short, get the Silver Oak.
Joel Gott.
If I’m going to break the rules on abstinence I’m not doing for Joel Gott.
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One of the beautiful things about the game of golf is course longevity. There are courses in my old hometown that have been around a hundred years. Virtually unchanged. You can stand on the tee box and look out over a hole and you are looking at a layout that was the same for a golfer in 1924 as it is today.
There is something soothing to stand on a green, look around, and realize that for a hundred years people have been trying to make a putt.
Time marches on, cities change, blocks are knocked down, rebuilt, and knocked down again.
But there are golf courses where time stands still. They may add a bunker here, and a few trees may come of age and blot out shots they didn’t effect forty years before. But overall the course sits in the same place and with the same layout as always.
To stand on a tee and think, it has looked this way always, over a hundred years.
One of the nice things about the game.
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Harvey Weinstein NY conviction overturned on a technicality. Wow. I guess this has nothing to do with all his close friends named Obama, or Clinton.
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I wanted to plan a weekend getaway to NYC, take in a show, dine out, feel the energy of the city. Give us something to look forward to in October, or November.
Then I realized that NYC is a Blue run city over-run with crime and is turning into a complete shit-hole. I mean we might get away unscathed. But why bother?
Oh well, another Florida stay-cation.
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If I already wrote about this, forgive me. But it was on my mind. The other day the wife and I are out with friends, he starts talking Gelato. Fine Italian Gelato.
Now given that my wife is Italian she gets in into her mind she wants Gelato. We visit a spot she thinks has gelato, but no, this is more Rita’s, custard and Italian ice combos. Good, but it didn’t fit the bill. Tasty, but more for the kiddies, more of a kid’s treat out.
So there is a chain market nearby, a nice Italian market, Doris’, not quite as high end and as nice as Carmine’s mind you, which is the Ferrari of Italian markets, The Bugatti of markets, they do have a nice Gelato case.
So days later I am sent to Doris’ to get Gelato. The proper Stracia’teledessert.
So I ask about sizes and they pull down a styrofoam “coffin” and say “this is a quart”. Looked big enough, I tell her to fill one with the Stracia’tele, one with some caramel ice cream, give the lovely wife some choice.
They were $ 23 a piece. Each. $ 46. For two quarts of Ice cr……uh, Gelato. Real Italian Gelato.
The Publix up the street had a sale, a BoGo, on Edy’s, two-for-one on 1/2 gallons.
At roughly $ 5 a half-gallon I could have purchased 18 each 1/2 gallons of Edy’s. Come to think about it, it might have been Blue Bunny, not Edy’s, but you get the idea.
18 each 1/2 gallons would last us nine months around here.
Two quarts. $ 46.
In this day and age one must know how to navigate around those locations and around those items the rich prefer. Lest one find themselves paying out $ 46 for two quarts of dessert. Instead of using the same cash to stock pile Edy’s Grand until Christmas.
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Kristi Noem killed a puppy and actually bragged about it in a book she released. Now I realize that rural people, farm people, ranch people, they live very differently than we do here in the suburbs, or urban areas. They are just as apt to strap on a gun holster before going down for morning coffee as a shirt. And they get a “pet” turkey each year, grow it up big and fat, then kill and eat it for Thanksgiving. This is normal practice. You raise pigs, soon the fattest is sent tot he butcher, and mom is making all things pork, from bacon in the morning to pulled pork sandwiches at night. You used to feed the pig, now you eat it. I get it.
But killing a puppy, well, no, that is a bridge too far. That is a career killer. That is political death.
I didn’t like Noem because she bailed on women and agreed to allow transgenders to compete with girls in high school sports. That is very un-Republican. So she had already lost my support. I was praying Trump wouldn’t pick her. I want him to pick a Tucker Carlson, a Mike Rowe, someone outside of politics. Noem is attractive, but that isn’t enough to cut it.
Puppy killer is a resume disaster. She gone.
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CNN and MSNBC have ratings that are in the tank. So low you’d question how they can remain solvent and on air with but a million viewers an hour.
Could it be that drug companies are funding misinformation purposefully, to gaslight the American people into the continuation of drugging Americans in every way possible, and to keep those in power who are protecting this cabal?
Now parents are giving hormonal drugs to children to change their sex. I’m sure that is a nice revenue stream for the pharmaceutical companies. On top of the Ritalin, Adderal, Lithium and plethora of mind-altering drugs being given to teens. I’d bet my left nut that MSNBC and CNN viewers are five to ten times more likely to have their own children on these drugs, than MAGA. No doubt. They’ve been indoctrinated. It keeps the circle of corruption flowing.
No one is immune, no one can escape. Even here in my own home there are bottles on the shelf. A blood pressure medication, an A Fib pill a day.
I’m part of the problem myself.
What a gig. Tell lies on two major cable stations all day every day, rile up the blood pressure of half the country, then sell them a drug to calm the blood pressure you increased to begin with in the first place.
The mafia could take lessons from these people.
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I admit it. I'm a nitpicker and a grammar lover. I spent years in a job where proofreading was an important daily task. When I read, I can't help noticing errors.
I find no more lapses in your essays than I do in publications where you would assume an editor has given the green light. I'm thinking that if you start finetuning, you'll never maintain your level of output.
Every workday, truck drivers are at risk of going to jail if they make a mistake that kills someone.
You might get away with "forgetting" to scan an item in self-checkout. Then again, you might not. You'd be surprised at what's going on behind the scenes. Some stores keep a video record of thefts and recognize the repeats when they come back in.
Illinois has a unique law that prohibits collection of certain biometric data, and a major retailer has a class action suit against it for violating the law. That's the type of monitoring I'm referring to.
I wonder, did the person in charge of security at that publicly traded company not know the Illinois law, or did they just ignore it? As far as I know, it's legal in all other states to collect that data.
Someone close to me works Asset Protection. I don't have to tell him to give extra berth to the folks with face tattoos. If you're thinking of a new late-life career change, that's a possible strategy.