Category Archives: Obsessions

Democrat assault on Trump begins

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Actually this inevitable support for the Hildabeast began earlier with a NYTimes attack on Trump, quoting a former girlfriend who subsequently disavowed the story, saying she was misquoted. Surprise, surprise. The NYTimes remains the leader of Democrat attacks on Republicans with the WaPo merely an also-ran.

UPDATE: Camile Paglia at link above: “Meanwhile, the New York Times remains mute about Bill Clinton’s long record of crude groping and grosser assaults—-not one example of which could be found to taint Trump.” Despicable journalism.

The “Palestinians” museum: empty

For a “people” without a history, what else can you expect but an empty museum paid for by the Dictator’s Club and the usual hangers-on. Well, the arabs who call themselves Palestinians do have a history. An invented history of lies which is continuing.

The museum announced in a news release this month that it had named a new director, Mahmoud Hawari, who it called “the lead curator at the British Museum”and a specialist in early Islamic art, architecture and archaeology, among other topics.

A spokeswoman for the British Museum would not confirm that Mr. Hawari held the position of lead curator there, saying only that “he was a visiting academic at the British Museum.” A spokeswoman for Taawon said on Monday morning that the information in the release was based on a curriculum vitae that Mr. Hawari had provided.

Via Israel Matzav

Democrats drive Wendy’s to robots

Mr. Boy and I have long had a private joke, wishing Wendy and Wally (of the Wally Burgers outlet on Mesa) would get married. But we can never decide whether Wendy or Wally will get first billing in the new franchise name.

There’s gonna be a real distinction between them soon. Wendy’s is going to robot ordering in places like California and New York where Democrat pols pander to the ignorant and uninformed by continually hiking the minimum wage. They know better. They know it just leads to higher unemployment. As long as it get them re-elected, they don’t give a damn who it hurts.

I am wondering, if the Wendy robots come to Texas, will they have the same Spanish accents of the orderers and servers of our local Wendy’s outlet on Far West Boulevard. It’s like a slice of Old Mexico there now. We’d hate to lose the local color with one-voice-fits-all machines.

Dear Hiroshima…

…our little Barry Hussein, who likes to bow to tyrants and kiss their rings and other parts of their anatomy before giving them lots of our money, may be sorry for that atomic bomb we dropped on y’all. Whether he actually apologizes or not.

But, frankly, and as much as many of us pity the suffering of your wartime civilian population, most of us are NOT in the least sorry. So don’t get too excited. The little shit with the big ears doesn’t speak for all of us. And in just a few more months he’ll be as influential as Jimmy Carter is now.

Get it? As in Nada.

Daddy Bush’s Junkyard of Popped Hoods

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1991’s so-called “highway of death,” Muslim exaggeration worthy of Pallywood at its most pathetic. Of course the leftist American snooze media ate it whole. Those dastardly American soldiers, may their name be erased!

Via commenter Sennacherib

Punching holes in your bucket list

Alas, we can but mourn the passing of one Robert Hartwell Fiske, he of the Vocabula Review and an unparalleled concern for our declining language.

“I’m not sure when, precisely, Robert Fiske signed on to fight the pollution of empty jargon, idiotic euphemism, self-serving imprecision, comic redundancy and nonsense generally. He had earlier worked as a copy editor for the Addison-Wesley publishing company and then as a freelance editor. A passion for correct English at some point must have turned into an obsession. Robert was apparently obsessive in other realms: He was a weightlifter and a man who went on 10-mile treks carrying 50 pounds of bricks in a backpack.”

His Vocabula Review was far more reasonable. Have a look.

Via WSJ

The Climate Prosecution Club

The First Church of Climate Change is not only threatening to put dissenters in jail, it is prosecuting companies and private think tanks that don’t come to the progressive altar, genuflect on bended knee and sing hallelujah with the rest of the choir.

“Mr. Walker belongs to this climate prosecution club and so he unleashed his subpoena attack on CEI, as well as on DCI Group, a Washington-based PR firm that represents free-market and fossil fuel groups. His demand for a decade’s worth of papers on climate research is a form of harassment. The process is itself punishment, intended to raise the cost of speaking freely on climate policy lest it invite legal bills and other political headaches.”

Land of the free? Increasingly not. Home of the brave? That remains to be seen.

“Rather than play defense, the targets of the climate police need to fight back with lawsuits of their own.” Hallelujah!

Via WSJ