Monthly Archives: October 2016

If she wins she won’t be indicted

Not by the current “Justice” Department, nor by any AG she appoints

“And what of the future? Mr. Comey reportedly wrote his letter to Congress over the objection of the attorney general and her deputy. Thus, regardless of what is in the newly discovered emails, the current Justice Department will not permit a grand jury to hear evidence in this case. And because only a grand jury can constitutionally bring charges, that means no charges will be brought.

“Which is to say, we know enough to conclude that what we don’t know is of little immediate relevance to our current dismal situation.”

Comey will be—perhaps already is—a dead man walking.

Former U.S. AG MICHAEL B. MUKASEY in the WSJ

No, not the Baskervilles

It’s the Hound of the Puckerbrush, and there’re no moors of any type down there with Andy in dryland southwest Texas. Nor is Sherlock Holmes lurking about on this Halloween night. And, lucky for Andy, in all probability no clowns neither.

Just another good essay on life as an oil field gate guard with a new dog and a whole year’s relief from “a worthless harridan,” which you could look up in his search function. Libel suits are not my thing.

As for the clowns, they are one reason I’m not enthusiastic about handing out candy this year and will keep the porch lights off here at the rancho. Yes, there have been a few clown sightings hereabouts, not specifically in our neighborhood but in the general geography. If one of them is going to get shot, this will be the night.

The presidential fandango is purely weird enough. Let’s hope for no shootings.

Via MyOldRV

Kissing up to Code Pink

Some of my former co-workers, now also retired, periodically wax nostalgic about the snooze biz. I’m not nostalgic about it in the least, and can get downright irritable when I remember how it turned into the Leftist suckup news media that is pounding Trump, just like it enabled the Bush 2 haters and spent so much ink and paper kissing up to the lunatics of Code Pink

Undeserved credibility back then went to CP every time they held a “protest.” Some hapless reporter (including myself more often than I like to remember) was dispatched to “cover” their nonsense and lies. And if you tried to write objectively or included too many quotes from their critics, you got beaten back. As one editor told me in excising same from one of mine: “This is THEIR story.”

A President Trump will bring them back to the streets, I’m sure, and back to the pages of the snoozepapers, which are now struggling to pay the light bill. But it will be worth it to see the CP apoplexy. I hope they yell their pink selves hoarse and turn red. They already are Reds, politically, of course.

Who were, as an OCS friend’s WW2 veteran father once said, “the same as Nazis but in crappier uniforms.”

Does Comey have a death wish?

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Lots to laugh about with the FBI’s announced reopening of the Hildafelon’s emailgate investigation. Imagine not just her outrage but the flabbergast in the nation’s Democrat newsrooms and editorial boards. On the other hand, as the Z man says: “If you are going to strike the queen, you better kill the queen or have plans to leave the country.”

Now the mere fact of Weiner’s survival all this time speaks either to her incompetence or that the Clintons really don’t have people killed for thwarting them. So maybe Comey doesn’t have a death wish. But never mind the Cintons. If she loses the election now the entire Democrat party will be after his ass.

I like this idea from Allen, one of the Z man’s commenters: “My bet is on the Ghost of Directors Past. Can you imagine J. Edgar Hoover hounding you at night? In drag? So, I think he saw that the Clintons had even publicly tied…the FBI to their little criminal enterprise with the #2 guy’s wife, and it was a bridge too far.”

So the queen is now calling for complete disclosure by the FBI of why they’re reopening her previously closed case. But how can they do that? A police agency showing its hand before indictment would be unprecedented. But, then, so is what Comey has done. Either way he looks pretty dumb.

Me, I miss Wilbur Mills and Fanny Fox in the fountain. Scandals were so much easier in their day. Nevertheless, time to lay in a goodly stock of popcorn. The curtain is up and the show has begun. Enjoy.

Via the Z Man & others

Putin’s aide now said to have killed himself by accident

So say the same folks who, three years later, are still covering up the murder of Miriam Carey, a young, photogenic black mother hit five times in the back by white-cop bullets.

Factor that into whether you buy their latest conclusion on Mikhail Lesin. Not to mention the lingering case of Seth Rich.

Via Instapundit.

The giant graft machine

First up when the Hildafelon is inaugurated as president and gets her paws on the giant graft machine known as the federal government is a new scheme to control private 401Ks, hopefully not older ones like mine but only the newer ones to come. With a built-in skim for the benefit of the Ruling Class.

“You would be forgiven for thinking that this sounds a lot like organized crime. That’s because it is organized crime, except the criminals write the laws, thus legalizing their plunder. This is a feature of the managerial state. It is the big rake. Instead of the criminals eluding the state in order to plunder the people, the criminals acquire credentials, which are a license to skim off a portion of middle class wealth. The whole point of winning office or gaining access is so you can get a taste of the skim.”

Which is what would make a Trump presidency so interesting. And so threatening to what the some call the administrative state but here the Z man calls the managerial state. Not to mention the whole Ruling Class.

‘Cause the billionaire conceivably wouldn’t need the skim the Hildafelon and Slick Willie need so bad they salivate at the very thought. Trump very likely would not play the game. You see now why the system is rigged?

Via the Z Man.

Who was the last drunk president?

Grant, maybe? He drank a lot during the war. Whoever it was, it looks like if she wins Nov. 8,  the Hildafelon will be the next one, according to HeatStreet:

“Hillary Clinton campaign aides had a frantic email exchange in August 2015 over who should call the candidate to “sober her up some” at around 4:30 in the afternoon. According to documents published by WikiLeaks, Clinton campaign chairman John Podesta emailed communications aide Jennifer Palmieri with a question at around 2:00 p.m. “Should I call her and talk this through or better to leave with you?” Podesta wrote. “I’m worried she’ll get on with Cheryl [Mills] and we’ll end up in a bad place.”

“Palmieri wrote back more than two hours later with a response: “I think you should call her and sober her up some.”

At 4:30 in the afternoon, folks.  We thought she had neurological problems, remember? When she had to be helped up some steps? When she almost collapsed getting into her van? Parkinson’s? Epilepsy?

Could be she was just drunk as an old skunk.

While Trump, we are told, doesn’t drink alcohol at all.