Category Archives: South of the Border

The crook versus the racist

So some are styling the coming presidential election. The crooked Hildabeast versus the racist Trump. Gonorrhea or syphilis.

Except I think most people of whatever political stripe do believe that she’s a crook whereas whether he’s a racist or not entirely depends on your political viewpoint.

If Trump’s various tweeting peccadillos are racist, well, that’s the sort of nonsense the Democrat news media hangs on every Republican nominee every four years. If his alleged intention to build a wall on the southern border to at least slow down the waves of new, mainly-Hispanic illegals is racism, well shet my mouf and call me a racist, too, ’cause I’m all for the wall. The higher the better. Not that I ever expect to see one—certainly not in the Rio Grande Valley.

But it’s obvious to me (and I think to most Democrats in their heart of hearts) that Mrs. Clinton is incredibly corrupt. Lying and thieving. And her husband and their daughter (barely out of college and worth $15 million already) and their entourage. Not to mention our little Barry Hussein and AG Lynch. Perhaps Comey as well.

But only the Hildabeast is running for president. If she wins she will go down in history as the most corrupt president—even before she takes the oath. Fortunately it won’t really make all that much difference. Not even eight years of her.

As National Review’s Kevin D. Williamson puts it so well: “Yes, it matters who the president is, but not as much as we think. It matters what the character of our government is and who we entrust to run it, but not as much as we think. Jackass A or Jackass B will do his or her worst, to be sure, and the damage will be both real and painful, but America will go on, because America doesn’t actually need these jackasses as much as Americans think.”

Nor the furriners who have no vote and wring their hands over it all from a distance.

Via Althouse

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.

One good thing about Barry’s visit to Cuba

Nice to see a new post by Yoani Sanchez, the Cuban who blogs rather bluntly about the lies of the Castro regime. I suppose it means she was not rounded up and jailed before our Little Barry Hussein’s recent visit. Nor afterwards for having written nothing especially very nice about his Earness.

Our Little Barry’s Puppeteer

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“What we affirm is that we must proceed along the path of liberation even if this costs millions of atomic victims.” —Che

The Butcher of La Cabana as he was also called: “To send men to the firing squad, judicial proof is unnecessary. These procedures are an archaic bourgeois detail. This is a revolution! And a revolutionary must become a cold killing machine motivated by pure hate.”

Just the kind of man our little Barry Hussein looks up to for the implementation of their beloved Socialism. So-called.

Via Simply Jews.

Obama Jama

Jama is the popular Cuban word for food, something Cubans are chronically short of at the moment. So many of them hope our Little Barry Hussein will make it easier for them to get it.

“People want Saint Obama to work miracles. They have placed candles on his altar and said a prayer that he will bring them the prosperity promised by others for more than half a century. For many families, the most anticipated marvel is summarized in it being easier to get a plate a food, a desire expressed in the street with every possible rhyme that joins Obama’s name and the popular word for food: jama.”

Good luck with that, folks, all he and his party have brought us is higher taxes, more regulations on business and consumers and, uh, higher food prices.

Via Yoani Sanchez.

President Hussein puts on the moves

37960-Obama tango for cube

Via The People’s Cube.

Che’s puppet

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The Great Divider going over-the-top. When Raul Castro criticized human rights in the U.S. our Little Barry Hussein replied: “I personally would not disagree.” Surprised not to see dictator-loving Lurch in the group. Must be off appeasing some other tyrant.