Netflix Scores!

 

I watched this last night at my brother's. Lately, when my brother and I hang out and watch TV, we've been going retro and reliving some aspect of our childhood, much to my S-I-L's chagrin. She gets left out of all the inside stuff. But we all enjoyed this one! That being said, it's astonishing that Netflix would show anything which vilified certain protected species and actually garnered sympathy for an officially hated species. Purposely being obscure here so not to spoil

And the means justify the ending!

P.S. Dianne Wiest gets the best line.

Truth, Justice and the BLM way!

 

So did you hear about the latest great idea from Hollywood? They have hired famed anti white writer and Nutty Professor hero Ta-Nehisi Coates to write a Superman movie where Superman will be black. That's right. A profoundly racist anti-white ideologue will be giving us his take on the Man of Steel.

A report from one of my favorite websites "Bounding into Comics" gives us the skinny.  It seems they want to make Superman black and star the guy from "Creed" as the Man of Steel. Coates is coming off his destruction of the Captain America comic book and is ready to destroy another franchise.

We can look forward to the Man of Steel protecting criminals and attacking the police. Maybe they can just change his nickname to the "Man of Steal" and show him using his super speed to loot the CVS during a BLM protest in Metropolis. Or he can use his heat vision to melt the statues of George Washington and Thomas Jefferson because they were slave owners. The possibilities are endless.

One thing is for sure they are forgoing the giant Chinese market because they never watch movies starring black people. In fact that is probably the only way this dreck doesn't get made. Hollywood will choose sucking the Chinese dicks instead of kowtowing to BLM.

It's sick out there and getting sicker.

I want to go to Yellowstone too!

Just in time for the bathing season. Just sayn"

Egads Moneypenny what now?

 

"What a beautiful pearl necklace Moneypenny!"

"Why thank you Commander Bond."

"You look particularly ravishing and dewy fresh today."

"My goodness you are full of compliments today."

"No more that what you deserve my dear Moneypenny. Perhaps I can help you with your regime as well since I am indeed full today."

"Whatever do mean kind sir."

"Come over here with me to the couch and I will give you a real pearl necklace."

"Ooooooooohhhhhhh JJJJJJaaaammmmmeeeeesssssss!!!!!!!"

The Babe Abides....Batting Practice...with Lou Too!

Two days to pitchers and catchers.

Titus has just applied to the State Department

 

Ace of Spades HQ had the ridiculous story that China has been anally probing our dipolmatst to see if the have the Kung Flu. 

When one protested the Chinese said "Oh tee hee So sorry big mistake."

The Biden administration did not protest as they intend to give it up the ass to the American People for the rest of the next four years. 

PS What ever happened to Titus?

WKRLEM: A new show at least to me that is pretty funny..

Mrs. Brown is pretty funny. It reminds me of the early days of TV. It has an Irish comic playing a woman and is so ridiculous that it is hilarious. The cheap sets remind me of "All in the Family" and they break the fourth wall all the time. Lots of crude slapstick.

Wait. That's why I like it. It reminds me of my life.

Whose that girl?

 

She was famous for something that came out of her stomach and it wasn't a kid for once. Believe it or Not.  Not afraid of anything even ghosts she was a kick ass women warrior who actually was big enough to kick ass.

You have seen her in dozens of films and I was shocked to see her in a cameo in a French Television series called "Call My Agent." She should have fired her agent because she should have been a much bigger star than she is.

Whose that girl?

Hop Sing hurt bad Mr Hossaroni

 

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Have you been following the move of the Knockout game to the West Coast.

It seems that this is an epidemic of assaults on elderly Asians. Two 80 year old men were assaulted and one of them died. They didn't give a description of the assailants but we all know who it was.

Of course the media blamed it on White Supremacist who were mad because of the Kung Flu.

It sick out there Hossaroni and it's getting sicker.

WKRLEM: What retirement might seem like

Hipster Holocaust

 

Hipster Holocaust Chapter Five

 

Buffy Winship poured last of the water from her watering can onto the Impatient in the front of the nursey. She had finally finished watering and pruning and cosseting all of the flowers in the independent nursey on Van Brunt Street down in Red Hook. Buffy loved flowers. She had always loved them ever since she was growing up as a child of privilege in Connecticut. When she was known as Elizabeth before she got the nickname of Buffy from the neighborhood knuckleheads who worked with her in the hardware store. She wore their contempt as a badge of honor.

As a young girl she would love to work in the gardens. In fact her best friend as a child was the elderly Italian immigrant gardener who tended the gardens on her family’s thirty acre estate. At least until her mother found out and fired him because she was scandalized that she had become friends with the help. That actually was one of the main factors in her leaving her family and cutting off all contact with them.

She had moved down to Brooklyn with the then boyfriend to become an artist. They got a small apartment on Coffee Street in Red Hook and posed as Bohemian lovers. Sort of Scott Fucked Up Fitzgerald and Zelda. It didn’t last. Her boyfriend went back home to become a Wall Street drone and she replaced him with ever increasing cast of lovers both male and female and some who were somewhere in-between.  After six tattoos, seven piercings, nine different hair colors and four bouts of   chlamydia she decided to go it alone. She had sort of fallen into working in the nursery because of her love of flowers. She had a gift. Not for art but for agriculture.

Some pigs are more equal that others.

 

Have you seen the new Equalizer? It's actually not that bad. Sure we have some bad lives matter virtue signaling and the white guys are always the villains. The hero is a 50 year old fat black woman but that is fair enough. The original Equalizer was a 70 year old English dude. What makes this one bullshit is that Queen Latifah knocks out 20 year olds doing karate. This is a continuing sore spot with me because I hate when a 100 lb girl beats up 300 lb German terrorist guys. The old school Equalizer didn't do karate. He just shot them.

The thing is that they don't really hit you over the head with the anti-white bias. It's there but you can sort of ignore it. I am afraid it is good as it can be in the current climate.

Also starring Adam Goldberg as the smart Jew on the computer. That seems to be the only part he can play these days.

Not recommended but if you have to watch something because you can't get a streaming service you can check this out.

Hipster Holocaust

 “Hipster Holocaust Chapter Four

Dummy McCarthy and Julio Torrez were standing at the autopsy while the Medical Examiner made an incision down the breastbone of the almost albino body on the table. Pale and thin she was big boned girl who must have kept the weight off by subsisting on the hipster diet of premium coffee and cigarettes. The stark evidence of her white privilege made her numerous tattoos stand out like a dog shit on freshly fallen snow. She had the usual tribal band on her arm and the ubiquitous tramp stamp. A large cartoon mushroom was growing out of her pubes. Or where her pubes would have been if she had not been freshly shaved.

“So how did she die Doc? I take it she didn’t drown? Unless the big hole where her throat should have been made her swallow too much of that Canal Water?” asked McCarthy while he idly scratched his balls. Torrez did not complain because he had his finger shoved up his nose as if he was mining for a nugget. They were both famous for their couth.

“Cause of death was exsanguination Dummy. She bled out almost before she hit the water. There was no water in her lungs so she must have been dead when she hit the water.” “Shit Doc that ain’t water in the Canal” Torrez joked. “Did she have any oil slick scum in her lungs?” “No it was the throat cutting that did the deed. The perp might have some knowledge of anatomy because he hit the exact right spot on the jugular that meant almost instant death. There was no slashing or hesitation marks. Just one slit nice and neat.”

I had the best brunch this weekend

 

 I have been saving 

You can never have too much donut.

Celebrating Black History Month...Kamala misses an Interview

Hipster Holocaust

 

Hipster Holocaust Chapter Three

Anna Feola walked into the Brooklyn Loaf to start her shift at 6 am. She was one of the first employees there because she liked the first shift. First of all it was always busy and she hated having to wait around with nothing to do. Best of all she got off early at 2 o’clock so she had the rest of the day to do whatever she wanted. She could take a class or go to an audition. Or even just help out the nice old Italian lady that was her landlord. She was like her Mom. Or more like her Grand Mom. Her family came from this neighborhood even though they had move out to Long Island in the sixties. Even so she felt a prosperity interest in the culture that was fading away in the face of all the hedge fund managers and Wall Street aholes who were buying up the neighborhood. There were still a few pockets of the old Italian American Immigrant culture left and this coffee shop was one of them even though it was only a few years old. It featured bagels and rolls and prepared sandwiches with coffee and tea. Not fancy like Starbucks but not as declassee as the Dunkin Donuts on the corner of First Place. It was sort of in-between. Just like Anna.

She started the coffee and Pepe brought up a couple of paper sacks filled with fresh hot bagels. She sorted them out and put them in the wire bins designated for each flavor with a little ceramic name plate attached to the front. Plain. Salt. Poppy. Sesame. Onion. Everything. A bin for everyone and a pile of hot steaming goodness.

Panda Sex with Charles Bukowski

 at one stage in my life

I met a man who claimed to have
visited Pound at St. Elizabeth's.

then I met a woman who not only
claimed to have visited
E.P.
but also to have made love
to him—she even showed
me
certain sections in the
Cantos
where Ezra was supposed to have
pounded 
her.

so there was this man and
this woman
and the woman told me
that Pound had never
mentioned a visit from this
man
and the man claimed that the
lady had had nothing to do
with the
master
that she was a
charlatan

and since I wasn't a
Poundian scholar
I didn't know who to
believe
but one thing I do
know: when a man is
living
many claim relationships
that are hardly
so
and after he dies, well,
then it's everybody's
party.

my guess is that Pound
knew neither the lady or the
gentleman

or if he knew
one
or if he knew
both

it was a shameful waste of
madhouse
time.

Hipster Holocaust Chapter Two

Hipster Holocaust Chapter 2

Detective Charlie McCarthy looked over the rail on the Carroll Street Bridge over the Gowanus Canal and spit while a thin drizzle fell on everything and bounced off the surface. A police diver fell backwards of the side of the police launch. And bounced. He had to cut a hole through the surface scum as though he was an ice fisherman freezing his balls off on a lake in Minnesota. How he was going to find anything was a mystery but they still had to try. They had a report that there had been a jumper last night and some blood evidence on the rail that was enough for the shit heel captain to demand that they investigate.

 His partner Julio Torrez walked up carrying two cups of coffee with the plastic tops attached. “Hey Dummy what’s happening?” He handed over a coffee and they both ripped off a small tap so they could sip the coffee while keeping the cover on to protect it from the rain. “Did they find anything or are we just jerking ourselves off here?” 

“Nothing yet Beaner but they just started. How the fuck they gonna find anything in this shit is beyond my freaking understanding. I think that twat captain is just busting our balls with this shit.” 

“I don’t know jefe. They said they had a witness. Some old biddy looking through her window. Said she saw some dude in a hoodie push a girl over the side.” 

Celebrating Black History Month

Guam will Capsize and Tip Over into the ocean according to Congressman Hank Johnson,

Whatever do you mean Miss Moneypenny

 

"I see this photo on your desk Moneypenny. You were quite the little minx in your youth weren't you?"

"Oh I had my fun Commander Bond. I worked at the Army Department during the war."

"Who is the young man, you're boyfriend?"

"Oh no just a young man that I gave a VD card to as he was cleared of all disease. I hear he later went into politics. I bet he wouldn't want this photo to get out."

"I would think not. What a terrible disease. Thank God I have never had the misfortune."

"Well it isn't all bad. It made you think. In fact this young man said it was very important in his political philosophy. In fact it gave rise to one his main planks in his political platform."

"Really what was that?"

"Why the Trickle down effect....for obvious reasons."

"Quite."

Hipster Holocaust

 Hipster Holocaust

She loved Brooklyn like a fat kid loved cake. She loved the feel of it.  The smell of it. The taste of it. Every single thing about it. It was everything to her.

She had always wanted to live in the city. When she was a kid upstate she would see movies and TV shows about young people living in the City and want to move there to get out of her hick town that was more of a prison than a home. She would watch reruns of shows like “Friends” and “Caroline in the City” and she would dream of coming to New York to be an artist. The problem was she wasn’t particularly talented. She couldn’t sing or dance or draw. A mediocre student she just didn’t have the skills. But she didn’t let that stand in her way.

Instead of Manhattan like Rachel and Monica she found her way to Brooklyn. It was much cooler than Manhattan. Cheaper too. Not by much but enough to get by. She had a lot of determination and she wasn’t going to let a lack of talent stop her from living the dream.

When the time came she moved down to Bushwick with a couple of her friends from high school. They all got bullshit jobs to pay the rent on the shoebox apartment they had in a dilapidated brownstone. Jobs in retail. Waitressing. Temp work. Make work. Just enough to get by while they searched for what they were looking for. If they could figure out what the fuck they were looking for.

They all wore a uniform. Not the fast food uniforms that she wore in McDonalds up in the little shithole town outside of Utica where she grew up. A different kind of uniform. The hipster uniform. After all she had to display her tribal markings. You had to have the look. It was the only way to belong in the big city.

On Truth or Unintended Consequences

 

Celebrating Black History Month

 

Willie James Bosket, born on December 9, 1962, is a convicted murderer, whose crimes, committed while he was still a minor, led to a change in New York state law, so that juveniles as young as thirteen could be tried in adult court for murder and would face the same penalties.

On Sunday, March 19, 1978, Willie Bosket, then fifteen years old, shot dead Noel Perez on the New York subway, during an attempted robbery. Eight days later, Bosket shot another man, Moises Perez (no relation to his first victim) in another attempted robbery.

Bosket was tried and convicted of the murders in the New York City Family court, where he was sentenced to five years imprisonment, the maximum sentence for someone of his age. The short length of Bosket's sentence caused a huge public outcry, and led the New York State Legislature to pass the Juvenile Offender Act of 1978.

Under this act, children as young as thirteen years old could be tried in an adult court for crimes such as murder, and receive the same penalties as adults. New York was the first state to enact a law of this nature; many other legislatures have since followed suit.

He was sent to state prison for four years after trying to break out of the youth facility, and was released in 1983. After 100 days he was arrested when a man living in his apartment complex claimed Bosket had robbed and assaulted him. While awaiting trial, he assaulted several court officers. He was found guilty of attempted assault for the dispute in the apartment and sentenced to seven years in prison. Not long after that, he was convicted of assault and arson. Under New York's habitual-offender law, he was sentenced to 25 years to life. He has since drawn two additional life sentences for offenses committed while in the maximum-security Shawangunk Correctional Facility, including assaulting a guard with a chain and stabbing another.

As of March 2011, Bosket (NYSDOCS inmate number 84A6391) was housed in a special cell at Woodbourne Correctional Facility. He will not be eligible for parole until 2062.

WRKLEM: The Republican Party over the next two years.

MAGA vs the GOPe. 

My money is on the Cole Maga Younger.

The Babe Abides

 "Say Babe you seem pensive. What's the matter?"

"I ain't no pencil. I am just a little down."

"Why's that Babe? Are you joining the House of David baseball team? That's why the beard?"

"Nah I ain't no hebe jebie. It was that broad last night. She was an Eyetalian and she had a very hariy pussy. This is all pubes and they got stuck on my face is all. They don't want to come off."

"Holy cow Babe that's impressive."

"Yeah keed. That's why they call me the Sultan of Twat."

Heed the wisdom of the God Emperor

The God Emperor of the Cherry Blossom Throne has finally spoken. As always he speaks the truth and we need to heed his warnings and wait for his joyous return.......he said:

"The Republican Party can never again be respected or strong with political “leaders” like Sen. Mitch McConnell at its helm. McConnell’s dedication to business as usual, status quo policies, together with his lack of political insight, wisdom, skill, and personality, has rapidly driven him from Majority Leader to Minority Leader, and it will only get worse. The Democrats and Chuck Schumer play McConnell like a fiddle—they’ve never had it so good—and they want to keep it that way! We know our America First agenda is a winner, not McConnell’s Beltway First agenda or Biden’s America Last.

In 2020, I received the most votes of any sitting President in history, almost 75,000,000. Every incumbent House Republican won for the first time in decades, and we flipped 15 seats, almost costing Nancy Pelosi her job. Republicans won majorities in at least 59 of the 98 partisan legislative chambers, and the Democrats failed to flip a single legislative chamber from red to blue. And in “Mitch’s Senate,” over the last two election cycles, I single-handedly saved at least 12 Senate seats, more than eight in the 2020 cycle alone—and then came the Georgia disaster, where we should have won both U.S. Senate seats, but McConnell matched the Democrat offer of $2,000 stimulus checks with $600. How does that work? It became the Democrats’ principal advertisement, and a big winner for them it was. McConnell then put himself, one of the most unpopular politicians in the United States, into the advertisements. Many Republicans in Georgia voted Democrat, or just didn’t vote, because of their anguish at their inept Governor, Brian Kemp, Secretary of State Brad Raffensperger, and the Republican Party, for not doing its job on Election Integrity during the 2020 Presidential race.

It was a complete election disaster in Georgia, and certain other swing states. McConnell did nothing, and will never do what needs to be done in order to secure a fair and just electoral system into the future. He doesn’t have what it takes, never did, and never will.

My only regret is that McConnell “begged” for my strong support and endorsement before the great people of Kentucky in the 2020 election, and I gave it to him. He went from one point down to 20 points up, and won. How quickly he forgets. Without my endorsement, McConnell would have lost, and lost badly. Now, his numbers are lower than ever before, he is destroying the Republican side of the Senate, and in so doing, seriously hurting our Country.

Likewise, McConnell has no credibility on China because of his family’s substantial Chinese business holdings. He does nothing on this tremendous economic and military threat.

Mitch is a dour, sullen, and unsmiling political hack, and if Republican Senators are going to stay with him, they will not win again. He will never do what needs to be done, or what is right for our Country. Where necessary and appropriate, I will back primary rivals who espouse Making America Great Again and our policy of America First. We want brilliant, strong, thoughtful, and compassionate leadership.

Prior to the pandemic, we produced the greatest economy and jobs numbers in the history of our Country, and likewise, our economic recovery after Covid was the best in the world. We cut taxes and regulations, rebuilt our military, took care of our Vets, became energy independent, built the wall and stopped the massive inflow of illegals into our Country, and so much more. And now, illegals are pouring in, pipelines are being stopped, taxes will be going up, and we will no longer be energy independent.

This is a big moment for our country, and we cannot let it pass by using third rate “leaders” to dictate our future!"

Rush Limbaugh has died.

 He was the man. He redefined Conservatism. He took off its Brooks Brothers suit and put it in a sport coat for work and a flannel shirt for the weekends.

In the old days, when somebody read the Lefties correctly, they'd say, "You're just being paranoid. We're people like you. Would we do such a thing?". And then said Conservative would ask him/herself (we only had 2 genders in them thar days), "Am I the only one who sees this?".

Then Rush came along and people realized, no, they wren't being paranoid, the Lefties aren't people like us, and they would do such things every chance they got, but, most of all, they realized they weren't the only one who saw it.

He got past the wall of Big Media and talked to the people directly, much as Trump does, and he was the one who let Conservatives (and Republicans) know they could fight back and win. Once Rush came along, the days of the Whigs and the Libertarians were numbered. He made it OK to criticize the Safety Net and the "homeless" and the slob culture the Left created.

Without him, there would be no Sarah Palin, who warned us of death panels. Without him, there would be no Donald Trump, who turned back the Overton Window in so many ways.

And, most importantly, without him, there would be no Mark Levin, Sean Hannity, Laura Ingraham, or Mark Steyn to carry on his important work.

His service to the country and Conservatism (pretty much the same thing these days) is incalculable. Before him, Reagan was a one-off. Now he is the beginning of the end for the Left.

Rest easy, you had plenty of troubles, but now you get a richly-deserved reward.

Celebrating Black History Month

 

Larry Davis (May 28, 1966 - February 20, 2008), who changed his name to Adam Abdul-Hakeem in 1989, was a New Yorker who shot six New York City police officers on November 19, 1986 when they raided his sister's Bronx apartment. The police said that the raid was executed in order to question Davis about the killing of four suspected drug dealers. At trial, Davis's defense attorneys claimed that the raid was staged to murder him because of his knowledge of the involvement of corrupt police in the drug business. With the help of family contacts and street friends, he eluded capture for the next 17 days despite a massive manhunt. Once the search was narrowed to a single building, he took a family hostage but surrendered to police under the belief that the presence of reporters provided assurance that he would not be harmed. Davis was acquitted of attempted murder charges in the police shootout case, and was acquitted of murder charges in the case involving the slain drug dealers. He was found guilty of weapons possession in the shootout case, acquitted in another murder case, and was found guilty in a later murder case and was sentenced to 30 years to life in prison. In 2008, Davis was stabbed to death by another inmate. The Larry Davis case generated controversy. Many were outraged by his actions and acquittal, but others regarded him as a folk hero for his ability to elude capture in the massive manhunt, or as the embodiment of a community's frustration with the police, or as "a symbol of resistance" because "he fought back at a time when African-Americans were being killed by white police officers."

Comedy Gold

 I'm just going to put up several off the top of his head (literally) quotes from the Great Unifier without comment.

And just let you reflect that Chlamydia's just as big an idiot.

“I wake up every morning, Look at Jill and say, ‘Where the Hell Are we?'”

“Did you ever believe five years ago every second or third ad out of five should turn out to be biracial couples”

"I like kids better than people"

"‘We didn’t have a Covid vaccine when we came into office"

And, yes, I think a couple more months will bring people screaming for Trump to be reinstated.

On Multiple Stack Collapse, November Winds, Star Trackers and Maritime Metaphors

Good luck finding a rabbit cage this spring!   If that’s what you’re hoping to buy, the dream of doing so may have been crushed or set adrift by the winds of November, if not drowned outright at sea.  Apparently the cargo container holding the cages ordered and destined for sale at farm stores in our area is thought to have haplessly slid off the deck of the pink hulled containership hauling it, and into the heaving sea.  This happened during the multiple stack collapse that occurred on the ONE Apus on November 30, 2020.  According to the statement released, the 14,000 TEU Apus was en route from Yantian, China, to Long Beach when it encountered a “violent storm cell” about 1,600 nautical miles northwest of Hawaii. Gale force winds and large swells caused the containership (built in 2019 for ONE) to roll heavily, dislodging the containers; and as a result, suffer one of the worst container collapses and loss overboard to date.  Of the 1,812 containers that went over the side and into the drink (with 64 of them containing dangerous goods (DG) boxes), none have been recovered.  The thousands of crushed and damaged containers that remained onboard are slowly being removed and sorted at the Port of Kobe, Japan,  where the ship returned following the collapse.  

This was ONE’s third reported box spill in less than two years.  Established in 2017, Ocean Network Express (ONE), the joint venture of three Japanese carriers, has a fleet of over 250 vessels, including more than thirty super-large ships, such as 20,000 TEU container-ships, with their website declaring them “to be riding a wave of profitability through the first quarter of 2021 and beyond”.

Multiple opinions exist as to what really happened out there, ranging from global warming as the cause of severe storms cells and rogue waves, to profit driven motives involving fuel savings and time constraints with the shortest, most fuel efficient routes through dangerous waters taken at the urging of higher-ups,  to outdated, inadequate and compromised lashing and stacking techniques on huge ships that have doubled in carrying capacity over the past ten years and don’t take kindly to giant swells. 

Whatever the case, this assessment stands out as warning:  Winter in the North Pacific is not a place for the faint-hearted, but the scene of devastation aboard the ONE Apus after the loss or damage of a substantial portion of her deck load is the perfect illustration of what the sea can do to even the biggest ships.  

Regarding metaphors, some see the damaged cargo and limping ship representing 2020 and the way it went down.  What I see is a shipload of ordered goods and malarkey, overloaded and pushed into unsafe waters by those attempting to game a system for profit.  All the while ignoring and not taking into account the forces of nature (and human nature), leading to an encounter that resulted in the tipping over and dumping of box loads of previously ordered and desired material, information and evidence into the Sea of Bamboozlement to disappear and sink without trace or consequence, leaving those in charge to attempt to shift blame and salvage what’s left.  While that may be a stretch, it’s a visual of something gone awry in a major way that works for me.  And in the sea of all else happening, I wouldn't have known something this major had transpired if a small, person to person report of missing rabbit cages hadn’t happened reached my ears.  

Also intriguing is the Apus connection linking back to the first Dutch shipping expedition headed East in 1595 which yielded the sighting and naming of that constellation, with another ship built for the purpose of hauling goods the other direction given that same name 435 years later.

Apus is a small constellation in the southern sky. It represents a bird-of-paradise, and its name means "without feet" in Greek because the bird-of-paradise was once wrongly believed to lack feet.  Apus was one of twelve constellations published by Petrus Plancius from the observations of Pieter Dirkszoon Keyser and Frederick de Houtman who had sailed on the first Dutch trading expedition, known as the Eerste Schipvaart, to the East Indies that took place from 1595 to 1597. That expedition was instrumental in opening up the Indonesian spice trade to the merchants that eventually formed the Dutch East India Company, and marked the end of the Portuguese Empire's dominance in the region. 

Through it all Nature, in spite of the machinations of men, continues to provide the consistency needed to determine direction and the energy needed to fill or trim the sails of those intent on using and/or disregarding its power to change and affect the course of life.  To date, all the king's horses, and all the king's men have yet to bring it completely under their control, with accomplishments and unexpected consequences showing up over and over and over again. 

 

Happy Presidents Day

Today we honor our great Presidents Washington and Lincoln. You know the ones that the Democrats are trashing and pulling down the statues all over the country. The scumbags in San Fran are even taking their names off of all the public schools and putting the names of criminal moolies to honor their base.

Once upon a time each of these great Presidents had a a holiday to honor them. Then they combined them to give a cheap three day weekend. Still and all we can give  a thought to our great Presidents who protected and defended these our precious United States.

I will lift a pint with you Dutch and remember you fondly. You were the second best President of my lifetime. Well actually third but I don't really remember Ike as I was too young. Still and all God Bless the best President I ever knew Donald Trump.

WKRLEM: Mama M loves Ice....Baby

WKRLEM TV Cara Dune kicks ass1

They aren't even good Germans.

 Do youse guys know who Gina Carano is? She plays Cara Dune the tough no nonsense mercenary in the Mandalorian the Star Wars TV show that brought so many alienated fans back to the franchise. She is a former MMA fighter and is as tough as nails while still being a pretty hot chick. If you like chicks that can beat the shit out of you.

Anywho the soy boys and lesbian feminists in charge of Lucasfilms fired her for her conservative tweets. The last straw was when she said the Nazi's didn't start out killing the Jews they started by turning the population against them by using the media and the force of public opinion to make them the "Other." Sort of what the Fake News and the Democrat Socialist are doing to Trump supporters. They proved her point by dropping her form the series. Now there has been a campaign for a while to defenestrate her because of her other conservative tweets but she was protected the Jon Faveau who is a closet Republican but who I guess couldn't protect her anymore.

Gina is the real deal. I hope she can create a show using alternative media they way other conservative actors have been able to do. She is just too threatening to the liberals. A smart strong woman who has ideas of her own and doesn't buy into the conventional wisdom. They prefer to celebrate and employ rapist and child molesters who are the majority of the people in Hollywood. 

I  will be on the look out for you Gina. God Speed,

On Opposites, Mess, and Inevitable Reality

 

Last week, while reading a post elsewhere about the virtues of pellet ice and the GE Opal ice maker that makes it, I was surprised and intrigued to realize there are some people with a strong dislike for the sound of ice clinking in a glass.  Especially so, since that’s a sound I deliberately seek out and set up for, enjoying it so much we maintain a continual two-bag supply of store-bought ice with an extra bag in reserve to prevent run-out. Since that type of ice is clearer and harder than the ice our refrigerator freezer produces; it yields (to my ears) a lovely, soothing and satisfying sounding clink in the water and iced teas I drink on a daily basis.  While its possible my enjoyment of that may trace back in part to memories of dinner parties hosted by my mom where the ice water served crystal goblets produced  elegant musical tinks, there may also be an element of ASMR involved. Whatever the case, I hadn’t considered the possibility of something so seemingly benign and pleasing from my perspective in my pursuit of happiness bringing up such an opposite response from others in their pursuit of the same. 

I was also surprised and intrigued to encounter another pair of opposites when I read Victor Davis Hanson’s  mention of hubris and nemesis in his recent declaration that Biden "will face Nemesis in a way that few other presidents have ever encountered the cruel Greek god. Biden’s hubris and that of the media/Democratic Party fusion almost guarantee such divine retribution".   

And that consideration was followed by this from Living Your Unlived Life, by R.A Johnson: 

"I must state again:  Nothing exists in our human dimension without its opposite close by. 

I once designed and built a special clavichord, a very exotic instrument called a Clavichord d ’Amour. None have survived from the seventeenth or eighteenth centuries when this beautiful instrument held a high place in the musical world; only one paragraph could be found in an obscure treatise describing its physical structure, followed by long paragraphs extolling the fineness of its tone.

After I spent two winters of spare time in the designing and building, a fine instrument resulted.  While working on this project, I was daily reminded of the polarity of all experience:  shuffling around in piles of wood shavings, companioned by glue pots and a general mess of cast-off wood and metal.  The glue was the old horsehide concoction, perfect for inlay work.  How to make horsehide glue.  You skin an old horse, boil its hide for a week, skim the fat off, boil it down to the proper consistency, and what are you left with?  Mess.  That is the lesson I learned on the search to find the dulcet tones of the Clavichord d ’Amour --possibly the most delicate and refined sound ever known to humankind.

What about the mess that we all make daily with any activity we undertake?  And what about the poor horse?  Mess!  How do we cope with this inevitable reality in our pursuit of the beautiful and the true?.. 

We live in a time of division and polarity, yet the ancients sagely advised that the middle way is best. This does not mean a watered down compromise, but a synthesis.  Life is filled with contradiction and tension, yet if we learn to hold that tension rather than force one-sided solutions, we might yet open to experiences that are whole and holy." 

While I haven’t yet reached the point of holding tension easily, without giving way to the pull of drama or veering off into the mess of despair, living with the awareness of the closeness of opposites and the roles they serve to invite clarity has been helpful.  Balance in the midst of polarity continues to be my prayer.

The blue ice pictured above has been forming in the Straits of Mackinac this past week during the single digit weather we've been having with the picture below showing more of the "gorgeous ice shards" that have piled up along the Lake Michigan coast in previous years. 

The Babe Abides

"Ok fella's squeeze in to the photo."

"Hey Babe we are gonna take another photo sitting on a beam at the construction site of the Empire State Building. Wanna be in that picture?"

"Sorry keed I'm too fat for that.'

WKRLEM-TV: This is what you should watch instead of the National Felons League

Hey is Blake the film critic at The Ace Of Spades HQ?

 You know I have been a faithful reader of the Ace of Spades HQ and I have noticed some clues about their main movie critic. He uses a lot of terms that our old friend Blake used to use when posting at my old blog. For instance he calls his son The Boy and his girl The Flower as he writes about their reactions to the various movies he is reviewing.

This week he writes an interesting review about Westerns that plays into what edutcher and I always talk about. I am ever more convinced that it it s Blake. 

I wonder if I can persuade him to comment over here?

I am happy to be watching some old TV shows tonight.

 I used to consider this a big day. We would go out to a party or a bar and watch the game. I would be in a bunch of pools with the boxes in bars all over the city. I won $10,000 once in the pool at The Quiet Man Pub in 1986. Still and all I have absolutely no interest in the National Felons League and all of its parts.

Once they started kneeling I stopped watching. I threw away all of my old jerseys and team merch. I often have to tell people when they talk about the games that I don't watch anymore and I curse the league and hope they fail.

Some dim bint at Red State says we should all watch the game. Also watch socialist controlled dreck like the Oscars and the Emmys because if we don't we concede the culture to the socialists. What a crock of bullshit. We all need to take our economic power and refuse to support these shit heads. I haven't seen one minute of late night TV in seven years. I haven't seen an NFL game in five. There is more than enough product on streaming services to avoid giving anything to these whores. Anyone that suggests otherwise is a quisling who wants to surrender.

Stay strong. Watch reruns of Combat and Have Gun Will Travel. Hulu has "The Gunfight at OK Corrall" on its list this month.

Fuck the National Felons League. I hope they all get concussions and drive into a concrete embankment.

I love food!

 Sixty Grit said "I hate food."

That's the most Protestant thing I think I ever heard. Yes Sixty is salt of the earth Scots Irish. The stock that built this country. Dining on beans and weevil biscuits and the occasional squirrel. The Irish who came next were no better. They didn't like to eat. They preferred to drink. It was only when the Guineas and the Greeks and the Polacks and the Jews came over did America start to eat. No more passenger pigeons and occasional rodents. Instead it was brisket and veal parm and pirogues.

Food is life. You have to enjoy your food and revel in its life affirming goodness. 

Above is the gluten free lasagna that I made on Monday night. I found these great gluten free noodles that are superb. So good that my ultra picky mother in law came back for thirds.

This is what you are missing out on buddy. 

What do you do when you are snowed in .....why you eat of course!

When you are snowed in like we were the last couple of days the only thing to do is eat. We stocked up on Sunday so we had plenty of stuff to munch on while we watched the blizzard outside.

Now we are pikers compared to youse guys who live in Minnesota or Wisconsin or those other states that are blighted by snow storms and horrible law professors. So we really shouldn't complain to a blizzard once every couple of years.

I decided to not go crazy since I am already a fat bastard and I can't afford to get any fatter as it puts a strain on my ticker. Last night I made a nice beef bourguignon with a wonderful red wine sauce. Tonight it will be gluten free lasagna. It's lunch that is tricky.

You see I can't go with the old staples of grilled cheese or a meatball hero. Too much bread. Bread is my kryptonite. So we go with a nice Meditanrrean lunch of cheese and salami and olives. That's too kinds of cheese. Manchego and a goat gouda. Artichoke hearts marinated in vinegar. Also too kinds of olives. Add a couple of crackers and you are all set.

I miss Chip and his food posts. I go over to his food blog  and catch his recipes. He seems to be ok and I hope all is well with him. Sometimes you can burn out on a blog and he posted up a storm here for quite a while. I wish he would come back and post once in a while with a food oriented piece. He can even copy and paste some his old posts like I do with the Trooper York blog stuff. It will be new to most of us and would bring a lot to the blog.