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Barry Hussein the job creator

Yes! Thousands of new jobs with his mouth alone. And not just new bureaucrats.

“The National Shooting Sports Foundation (NSSF) has released a new report that reveals more than 100,000 jobs in gun-related industries were created in the last 7 years.

“The NSSF reports that in 2008 the number of jobs in firearms-related industries was 166,200. In 2015 that number jumped to 287,986, for an additional 121,786 jobs or an increase of 73%.”

I say that’s change we can believe in!

Via PJMedia

UPDATE:  Otherwise, he’s the first president not to see a single year of 3% GDP growth. Although I think you could thank his party—Pelosi, Reid, etc.— for most of the problem.

Epitaph on a politician

Here richly, with ridiculous display,

The Politician’s corpse was laid away.

While all of his acquaintance sneered and slanged

I wept: for I had longed to see him hanged.

— Hilaire Belloc’s “Epitaph on the Politician.”

You can imagine who I’d like to see here. But you’ll have to imagine. I’m not going to sic the feds on myself.

UPDATE:  Clarence Darrow was more circumspect: “I have never killed a man, but I have read many obituaries with great pleasure.”

Never Forget


Even when American presidents do

Fly your dog to Martha’s Vineyard? Of course, sir.

Heard about Obongo’s newest puppy? No word yet whether it came with its very own V22 Osprey, or if he’ll need to keep using the Marine one.

Benghazi probe hotting up?

Could the Stupid Party be actually, truly, you know, “investigating” the Benghazi murders?

There’s a new warning from House Oversight Committee Chairman Darrell Issa (R-Calif.) to the legal offices of CIA, Defense and State to start helping their tattling employees lawyer up for anticipated Democrat revenge in public hearings to come. Remains to be seen whether it’s more than hot air.

Via Instapundit.

Free world, you’re on your own

Mark Steyn has it pretty succinct, the reason why I will try to discourage Mr. B. from following his father, grandfathers, and other ancestors in joining the American military. It lately seems more interested in slotting women into the infantry and decrying the dangers of global warming than training and fighting to win wars.

“But there are ever fewer takers for a money-no-object global hegemon that spends 46 percent of the world’s military budget and can’t impress its will on a bunch of inbred goatherds.”

That would be a reference to Afghanistan, I presume. Fits Iraq as well and, if you go back far enough, those little Asian guys who regularly kicked our asses in Vietnam. Despite what you may have heard about the politicians losing it.

We do have a lot of generals and admirals, however, and their spiffy uniforms have chest candy that runs up and almost over their shoulders. With all sorts of other shiny doodads on their chests, and pockets, etc.

Other than that, we have a lot of crippled or dead men (including suicides) who believed Washington truly wanted to win this Global War on Terror thing. Only to find out W. wouldn’t fight it as hard as he could have and Barry wouldn’t fight it at all and not only withdrew (or is in process of retreating) but even sanitized the name. And will certainly leave Israel to its fate, along with the rest of the “free world.” Nope, not a good time to volunteer.

King Putz vs King Caboose

Mocking black people is a sure way to get called a racist nowadays, especially the current head black person, old Barry himself. But I have always enjoyed tweaking authority and, in particular, defying convention. And I just balk at using the monikers from all the African name changing, particularly Barry’s, who only changed his when he was in college in California.

But the name Barry, which he was called throughout his Indonesian and Hawaiian upbringing and into his early college years, is just too respectful for such a jerk. So I started calling him King Putz, which is Yiddish for fool. But, then, here lately, I have seen him referred to as King Caboose, which follows from his tendency to “lead from behind.”

Much safer that way, you see, for a pol who always voted “present” to avoid taking a controversial position. And King Caboose, instead of, say, lying party-boy, just has a nice ring to it. Thus, henceforth on this here blog, my friends, King Caboose it will be.