Category Archives: Blogosphere

The media loves mass shootings

Absolutely true. And not only mass shootings but any disaster from floods to tornadoes. “Because tragedy is their business model.”

Reason being they’re easy to cover and the coverage goes on for days, even weeks, filling the time or space that would otherwise have to be filled by creativity.

Which is in very short supply these days. Modern journalists being liberal Democrat operatives who are dumb as rocks.

Via Instapundit& NRATV

The pathetic loser

Nevermind his name, nor the death toll he inflicted. And as much as I regret the anguish of the parents and guardians, nevermind the Mediacrat coverage of them and their deceased children. I was sick of it months ago.

The only way to stop a school shooter is to shoot back. Period. But the Mediacrat chorus will never tell you that. Because guns, etc.

What the Mediacrats will tell you is what will ensure these school shootings go on and on and on. Here.

Via PJMedia

What does “the memo” mean?

Roger Kimbell at PJMedia does a good job of summarizing:

“…I would say the issue is this: did the Obama administration weaponize the police apparatus of the U.S. government (the DOJ and the FBI) in order to spy on its political opponents, aid the campaign of Hillary Clinton, and then, after she lost, sabotage the incoming administration of Donald Trump?”

Sure looks that way. As usual, the Mediacrats are helping Bronco off the hook:

“…the FISA court was set up to stop foreign terrorists. The fact that the FBI and DOJ would use this court to not only wiretap an American but to monitor a presidential campaign belies belief.”

Via PJMedia and Breitbart

Murry’s Steaks

Retail is an art. I learned some of it from Mr. Murry, as I always thought of him, though I was unknowingly substituting the first name for the last.

I was sixteen and working jobs on weekends. I had managed a crafts store at a scout camp that summer and learned how to sell. I turned to trying to sell women’s shoes on commission until I got notice that I wasn’t selling enough and would be let go immediately. So I looked up the r0w in the Falls Church strip shopping center and found Murry’s and he wanted a stock boy.

Might have been Mr. Murry was actually elsewhere in the business which had been expanding since 1958. This was 1960.

I paid attention and learned. Handling the frozen steaks, then an oddity, drew people all by themselves. But cooking one on a grill on the sidewalk, which I helped do, made all the difference. They got to see, smell and even taste a bite.

Cook steaks frozen, he always said, even the cheapest steaks eat tender that way. I have ever since.

I also remembered Mr. Murry’s deft management of a few simple principles in what I came to realize was the art form of retail.

The old home town ain’t what it used to be

Tripoli, Libya, that is, where I spend first and second grade. Then it was under King Mohammed ben Senusi. He was overthrown (assassinated) by Colonel Gadafi who was in turn overthrown (actually assassinated) by Hillary Clinton.

She bragged: “We came, we saw, he died.” Cute. But chaos has followed.

” In Syria and Yemen, at least, the situation was already bad. Libya, before Clinton got involved, was comparatively stable and no strategic threat to the United States or its allies. Now it’s a shambles, with people literally being sold in slave markets.”

Via Instapundit.

How stupid are you?

“…Franken uses the words ‘greeting’ and ’embrace’ and ‘hug’ as synonyms for groping the ladies. Having deeply deliberated how anyone might be offended by a ‘greeting,’ he now understands. Enlightenment has dawned. When he grabs the lady’s ass, he doesn’t necessarily have her at ‘hello.'”

His Thanksgiving “apology” really is a test of how stupid the reader is. It takes the booby prize. But one senses it will be enough for the “leadership” of the Senate. Boobies all. And likely gropers themselves. Shame.

Via Power Line blog.

The world is being recorded

So watch it when you’re tempted, like a certain former assistant DA in Dallas, to let fly with verbal abuse—you never know if you’ll wind up on YouTube.

Via Instapundit