On Out, In & All About

 

 MI and WI? Really? Did the voters in those two states suddenly sober up or what?

Something just hit me

Not gloating here, but it just occurred to me.

There's an old truism in American politics that you can't win the White House if you don't win OH. 2 people are claimed to have done this. One was Jack Kennedy. Richard J Daley had to bring in the graveyard vote for his pal, Old Joe Kennedy. The other was the lying dogfaced pony soldier who needed 7 states to manufacture millions of fake ballots* at 4AM.

Now consider this. Jack Kennedy was assassinated. Brandon's mind and physical abilities deteriorated to the point that they needed body doubles to cover for him. If Laura Loomer is right (and I think she is), he's either dead or in an extended care facility for what's left of his life.

Maybe God metes out his own justice.

* Off Gateway This may explain some pundits wondering where 15 million Democrat votes went.

PS FWIW If NV, AZ, and AK come through, he'll finish with 312 electoral votes.

In the immortal words of Lawrence Peter Berra

It ain't over till it's over.

Keep that in mind. Remember what happened on J6. Those people just wanted an audit of the vote and came to DC to exercise their Constitutional right to peaceably assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances. 

They didn't hurt anyone; that was the work of the Ice Cream Queen's Sturm Abteilung.

They did not break in to the Capitol; they were let in. 

They did not destroy anything, that was the work of the Ice Cream Queen's provocateurs; in fact, Ashli Babbitt smacked one of them in the head when he tried to break up stuff on the Ice Cream Queen's desk (it's on tape).

We can only hope she, Roseanne Boyland, Kevin Greason, and Benjamin Philipps get the justice they so richly deserve.

The only insurrection was that of the Democrat party.

That said, never forget that, until we hear the words, "I, Donald Trump, do solemnly swear...", this is a long way from over. Several Democrats have promised they want to find a way to derail Trump ever entering the White House. I think using the 34 counts won't fly since a NY appellate court tossed the convictions, but they'll try something.

Stay tough. Stay strong. Stay alert. Be thankful.

And, oh, yes, I love the smell of schaudenfreude in the morning.

On Bottom Lines & Moving Forward

Today's article on "Election Day 2024: What's Going To Happen? And How Did We Get Here?" by Andrew Stiles, in the Washington Free Beacon, lifted my mood.  I appreciated his summation along with his conclusion, with his final, bottom line statement, "It's going to be OK", what I've committed to believe and hold going forward. 

After reading edutcher's post and link on outrage, hate and destruction, I looked up hate to find the picture/graph below.  It fit with my own understanding of hate as a combination of anger, fear and shame compressed into outrage and resentment to result in hate as an attempt to hold on to a sense of power.  Hate is inwardly corrosive, outwardly destructive, and addictive in that it temporarily fills a void yet constantly needs to be fed.  What to do with it when it shows up is the question?  

I'm on my way to the studio to attempt to focus on something creative before coming back home to take in the election results. Even though it's hard to live out, what I know to be true is this: entering into life in whatever way possible, small or large, as a Creator, Challenger or Coach is far more effective than swirling around in the ongoing drama that comes with engaging in the roles/behavior of a Victim's helplessness, a Persecutor's hatred, or Rescuer's co-dependence.  I choose to believe Love & Light, Grace & Truth, Mercy & Justice matter and will continue to make a difference for good, regardless of who manages to win this election.  May God Bless America.

    

On Signs & Seatbelts

 

On Good Shots & Squirrels All the Way Down

 

I'd like you to read something.

It's not that long a read, but it encapsulates something I've said here and elsewhere on more than a few occasions. It's the latest column by Sultan Knish and it expands on something I've noticed.

To be a good Lefty, you have to be a good hater.

Greenfield has taken a few of Thomas Sowell's thoughts and developed them into a full thesis. Read it and I think you will be nodding your head in agreement as I did. It reminds me of Dwight Eisenhower's line after he'd seen Buchenwald - "I want every man who isn't on the line to see this. They say our men don't know what they're fighting for. Well now they're going to see what they're fighting against".

PS Anybody hear about Peanut the Squirrel? If so, that is the kind of petty, jack-booted government the Democrats have been practicing since Waco.

Ike would understand.

On Alternating Between Hope & Resignation

 

Whatever happens, those who care about the outcome of our 2024 election are in for a November Surprise of one kind or another. 

Yesterday as I was working on my red placemats, with my mind freewheeling in the quiet flow that comes with project work, words from a song I'd sung with my high school choir (1970-1972) came back to me.  Since I don't believe I've sung or even thought about that song in the fifty plus years since I last sang it, I felt somewhat surprised and unsettled when "Let there be peace on earth, and let it begin with me" came to mind.  

I couldn’t remember all the words, and when I looked up the lyrics, I learned the song had been written in 1955 by a woman, Jill Jackson Miller, who’d had a spiritual awakening following a suicide attempt after a failed marriage.  The wiki also said that Mahalia Jackson had performed it in Berlin in 1967.  

And that mention of Berlin caught my attention as MrM had been stationed at the Tempelhof Air Force base in the divided city of West Berlin, East Germany, after enlisting in '72 when his draft number came up high.  With not much to do off base, he spent most of his spare time bartending at the NCO club, collecting wooden antique German clocks, and eventually sending a total of 30 wall, mantle and grandfather clocks back home in the crates he built in the base woodshop.

Today the Berlin Wall is down, and Tempelhof is closed, but most of the clocks are still with us, solid and silent since we gave up on the winding, ticking, and chiming a while back.  And here I am pondering a future I could not have begun to imagine back when I was singing hopeful songs with the choir, wondering what’s yet to come?  What will this election bring?  Is it still possible for an individual’s contribution to matter and make a difference for good?  

All of which brings me back (Weave Style!) to a woman on the brink of suicide who didn’t know she’d be writing a song that would be sung around the world (including Berlin) and continue to be sung world wide years after her death in 1995 at age 82. Below is the recording of Mahalia singing that song in Berlin in 1967. It begins with her in rehearsal and 1:50 marks the start of the live performance of her expressing her heartfelt desire in song, for Peace on Earth.  

On the history of Tempelhof Airport/Base:   Tempelhof was opened in the 1920s as the airport for Berlin, which was then extended several times. At the end of the Second World War in 1945, the field was first occupied by Soviet troops, who handed it over to US troops shortly afterwards. During the Berlin Airlift in 1948/49, Tempelhof was the most important airfield for supplying the city's western sectors by air. In the following years, intensive civil air traffic developed here until it was moved to the Tegel airport in 1974. The airfield thus became a pure US military airfield again. With the reunification in 1990 and the withdrawal of the US units, Tempelhof Airport was again used for civilian purposes until it was closed on 30 October 2008. On 24 November 2008 the last aircraft left the airport, which had already been officially closed. The airfield building was now used for events and the area has been converted to a recreational park.

Is this a November surprise?

Off Breitbart, this drops at a propitious time. The Lefties are going all orgasmic at a Marist poll that shows Chlamydia leading in the Blue Wall (actually, it's the Vote Fraud Wall, but we'll hit that later), albeit within the MOE. Nothing to justify the numbers, of course, since the week's been all Trump, but the sheep need something to get them out on Tuesday.

Anywho, what we have is a House report detailing how Joe and the Ho coordinated with the UN to bring in illegals by the million. Using taxpayer dollars, of course. This oughta bump turnout on the Right.

That Marist poll may be at the bottom of Chlamydia's birdcage by Sunday.

On Strategies & Lies

 

Had to

Every once in a while, somebody really comes up with the perfect metaphor. This is one of those whiles.

It's a longish piece, well done, that illustrates where the Demos are going. But the tagline is what grabs me.

How can you outdo Robespierrian Harvest? Especially since it's already begun? Remember, La Terreur was mostly by denunciation. More to the point, the Gestapo wasn't that big. It relied on snitches, rather than troops of agents.

On Froth & Garbage Collection

 

Similar but different.

My old stats prof's favorite line has lots of relevance these days. The Demos are trying their old tricks, many of which were developed by Zippy (busing in "voters" from out of state, Black Panther thugs intimidating white people at the polls, precincts proclaiming 104% turnout, precints proclaiming 100% D vote (statistical impossibility)), but there is a change in the wind, one we haven't seen since Y2K.

The Rs, or at least the Trumplicans, are fighting back. 

Hard. And they're winning. A few Democrat thugs posing as election officials tried closing the polls early in Bucks County PA and the Trumplicans sued and won to extend early voting. A VA judge trying to reinstate non-citizens' vote was shot down by the Thomas Court and VA (or any other state) can purge fraudulent votes by non-citizens.

This stuff would have gone under the radar last time or just mentioned in passing. This time people are getting arrested. This is how the last election was stolen, with the compliance of the Uni-Party. This time we're seeing a new attitude.

So, in the words of Big Sis, if you see something, say something. Call the cops, your friends, Fake News, your local committeemen. Raise Hell. This one is worth it.

I'm reminded of MacArthur's "I have returned" speech, given on the Tacloban beach under Japanese fire. The final lines alwas put a lump in my throat. 

For your homes and hearths, strike! For future generations of your sons and daughters, strike! In the name of your sacred dead, strike! Let no heart be faint. Let every arm be steeled. The guidance of divine God points the way. Follow in His Name to the Holy Grail of righteous victory!